Here's something really dumb I did that I am a bit embarrassed to post. When I posted about this last year, I insisted there was NO WAY this cow would ever get another chance at motherhood on our ranch.
In 2023 we had a four-year-old cow that refused to accept her new born calf. We had found her standing about 20 feet from the calf, who was stuck behind some branches of a down tree. After removing the calf from her prison and reintroducing her to her mother, we were expecting a happy reunion. Instead, the cow repeatedly shoved the calf to the ground. We ended up walking the calf and herding the cow to the corrals. It took us all day to convince the cow to accept the calf, and I vowed she would never get another chance. Fast forward to fall. After preg. checking and selecting culls based on factors such as open cows, age, etc. we realize if we leave behind just one cow, we can avoid another trip with the trailer. I start rationalizing. I tell myself "She's young and she was a good mother and weaned a good calf, once she mothered up". Maybe I messed her up by rubbing my hands on the calf after we put iodine on its navel. I decided to go ahead and let her have another calf. I told myself it was probably just a freak thing. After all, she had raised two calves prior to this.
This year we just happened to come around a corner checking cows at the same time she delivered. I had my husband continue on with the ATV and I remained in a secluded location to watch from afar. The cow stood there in a daze staring off into space while the calf rolled further down the hill away from her as it attempted to rise. When it hit the trail below, it got to its feet and began to stumble around looking for its mother. The cow stood there about 50 feet away looking off into the distance in the opposite direction. I couldn't stand it, so after a few more minutes, I went down to the calf and it followed me back up to the cow, looking for nipple the whole way. As soon as it found the cow and tried to nurse, the cow began to knock it down. She was so rough, I decided we needed to get them in the corrals and put her in the headgate to ensure the calf received colostrum. The calf followed me all the way to the corrals and my husband was eventually able to herd the cow there, but not without great difficulty. She had no intention of going in the same direction as the calf. She hated my husband after that, and I had to get him out of the way to do much of anything with her. At one point when he was in the pen with her, she tried to escape by jumping over a 5-foot-high panel. She pretty much destroyed the panel, but only escaped to a neighboring pen.
This time it took us two days of repeatedly putting the cow in the squeeze and feeding the calf three times per day before she finally decided to accept the calf. Strangely, once she decided to be a mother, she was once again one of the best most attentive mothers in the herd.
She is once again on the cull list and this time there will be NO SECOND chance!