Little Comet was calling for Luke to come out and give him his morning bottle. I was ignoring him as I had just made myself a bleu cheese omelette and was thoroughly enjoying it. The little guy wouldn't let up and ran around the other side of the barn where he spied Sister Bernadette in her yard. He decided to hit her up for a bottle but no go. He had his own sister, Boo-Boo- with him. Maybe he thought she could help him find his breakfast. They have a mother with milk, and Boo-Boo takes advantage, but Comet is stubborn and likes the powdered stuff. Sister Bernadette kindly called me to come and get him. Bottle administered, peace on the farm.