Jogeephus
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Fella I sold some pairs to dropped by in a panic this morning. One of his heifers decided to calve and thought calving under the skirting of a tobacco barn was just the place. Calf was fairly on the large size thanks to his line breeding program he is using and it seems the calf nicked a nerve and temporarily paralyzed the heifer. When I arrived the heifer had pushed herself up against the tobacco barn and was stuck and was beginning to bloat. Calf was dead from suffocation I suspect since mom couldn't clean it.
My immediate concern was to address the bloat before it killed her. I thought about letting the air out manually but thought I still had time to try and get her feet under her before she expired. Best way I could see doing this was to put a hip vice on her and get her on her feet but the low hanging roof would not allow the use of a tractor or even allow me to stand under it so I went to plan 2. Plan 2 wasn't going to be pretty since it involved dragging her out from the confines of her cave-like birthing area. This was going to prove difficult since getting a rope around her was going to be tough - but plan 3 involved putting it around her neck but this was only a last resort. As we tried to get the rope under her I came up with the idea of using her legs as levers to roll her. She seemed pretty calm so I gave this a go and it worked fairly well till she decided to brush me aside with one slap of the hoof to my chest and shoulder. I quickly got her message but thankfully this rotation was just enough to get the rope around her chest. We then hooked the rope to a tractor and pulled her out of her cave. Once out, we were able to use the pallet forks on the tractor to go up under her and lift her so we could manipulate her and get her on her chest and legs so she wouldn't be laying on her side. Once this was done a few minutes is all it took for the bloat to begin subsiding and she began looking much better. Gave her some water which she drank steadily. She looked light years better in not time at all.
As we watched her recovery, his bull came over to inspect what we were up to. The fella bragged on the bull and I gave him a look over and saw he was a pretty fine bull at that. And to think, some dumbazz sold it to him just a couple of years ago. I suspect if that fella knew now what he didn't know then he would have kept the bull calf for himself. Stupid fool. But wait, that fool would have been me.
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My immediate concern was to address the bloat before it killed her. I thought about letting the air out manually but thought I still had time to try and get her feet under her before she expired. Best way I could see doing this was to put a hip vice on her and get her on her feet but the low hanging roof would not allow the use of a tractor or even allow me to stand under it so I went to plan 2. Plan 2 wasn't going to be pretty since it involved dragging her out from the confines of her cave-like birthing area. This was going to prove difficult since getting a rope around her was going to be tough - but plan 3 involved putting it around her neck but this was only a last resort. As we tried to get the rope under her I came up with the idea of using her legs as levers to roll her. She seemed pretty calm so I gave this a go and it worked fairly well till she decided to brush me aside with one slap of the hoof to my chest and shoulder. I quickly got her message but thankfully this rotation was just enough to get the rope around her chest. We then hooked the rope to a tractor and pulled her out of her cave. Once out, we were able to use the pallet forks on the tractor to go up under her and lift her so we could manipulate her and get her on her chest and legs so she wouldn't be laying on her side. Once this was done a few minutes is all it took for the bloat to begin subsiding and she began looking much better. Gave her some water which she drank steadily. She looked light years better in not time at all.
As we watched her recovery, his bull came over to inspect what we were up to. The fella bragged on the bull and I gave him a look over and saw he was a pretty fine bull at that. And to think, some dumbazz sold it to him just a couple of years ago. I suspect if that fella knew now what he didn't know then he would have kept the bull calf for himself. Stupid fool. But wait, that fool would have been me.