I had an old cow that was limping pretty badly so I got her in the feed lot and call the other farm for medication and assistance.
While I waited for them to arrive the cow walked right into the chute, so I closed the door behind her. Her head was not in the catch gate.
While I was talking to her I noticed she had a lot of flies on her beck, so I decided to spray her for flies.
As luck would have I took the sprayer out of my truck just that morning.
But I did have a little spray left in a 2 gal container I use to pore on the rubs.
And I found an old used washcloth in a trash bucket in my truck, so here I go.
I wet the washcloth with fly spray and proceed to wipe her back down.
While I was wiping her back the old girl turn her head around to watch me. I thought.
When I cam forward with the washcloth along her side she grabbed it and pulled it out of my hand.
After taking it entirely in her mouth, 3 chews and it was gone. I watched her swallow it.
Now that was at about 9AM and it wasn’t until about 3 PM that I cam up with a half way reasonable explanation why that cow ate my washcloth.
OK girls here we go, and remember I said “a half way reasonable explanation”, in other words it MAY be possible, and it is ONLY my opinion, which is not based in fact or any kind of scientific studies what so ever.
So don’t get your panties all in a knot over this one.
The last time a saw that washcloth was when I wiped my hands and arms with it after pulling a calf for my neighbor, which came into this world upside down and backwards. Needless to say I was afterbirth all the way up to my armpits after doing my famous rope dance.
Here ya go girl, get ready to pounce!
IMO the cow ate the washcloth because it smelled like afterbirth to her.
Darn glad I still didn’t have the same pants on that I was wearing when I pulled the calf.
SL
While I waited for them to arrive the cow walked right into the chute, so I closed the door behind her. Her head was not in the catch gate.
While I was talking to her I noticed she had a lot of flies on her beck, so I decided to spray her for flies.
As luck would have I took the sprayer out of my truck just that morning.
But I did have a little spray left in a 2 gal container I use to pore on the rubs.
And I found an old used washcloth in a trash bucket in my truck, so here I go.
I wet the washcloth with fly spray and proceed to wipe her back down.
While I was wiping her back the old girl turn her head around to watch me. I thought.
When I cam forward with the washcloth along her side she grabbed it and pulled it out of my hand.
After taking it entirely in her mouth, 3 chews and it was gone. I watched her swallow it.
Now that was at about 9AM and it wasn’t until about 3 PM that I cam up with a half way reasonable explanation why that cow ate my washcloth.
OK girls here we go, and remember I said “a half way reasonable explanation”, in other words it MAY be possible, and it is ONLY my opinion, which is not based in fact or any kind of scientific studies what so ever.
So don’t get your panties all in a knot over this one.
The last time a saw that washcloth was when I wiped my hands and arms with it after pulling a calf for my neighbor, which came into this world upside down and backwards. Needless to say I was afterbirth all the way up to my armpits after doing my famous rope dance.
Here ya go girl, get ready to pounce!
IMO the cow ate the washcloth because it smelled like afterbirth to her.
Darn glad I still didn’t have the same pants on that I was wearing when I pulled the calf.
SL
