Had one born on the coldest day of February 2018. Single digits with a howling north wind. Mama was smart enough to be on the south side of the ol chicken house. I thought for sure the calf would at least lose a lil ear. She grew well. She waited til almost 3 years later to prolapse and die.
Cows and calves are truly incredible sometimes! Tough lil boogers.
The day after being born...
The day b4 was enough ice to bring trees down. Gotta count blessings where we can.