Comet keeps looking for Luke, making little bleets and looking at the doors and windows. I'm trying to get him weaned off the bottle. I put a spoonful of milk replacer in the bottle to flavor it and lots of warm water. He's eating green grass and gets his cracked corn treat at night. Comet has a twin sister, Boo-Boo. They tootle around the farm together. She's the smarter of the pair and got the reluctant mother to let her nurse early on. Comet was intent on keeping the bottle coming. I much prefer it Boo-Boo's way.