I confess, sometimes the anxiety of a lonely cowboy causes me to fall on my wine as a crutch.
I had two calves born yesterday. I posted early yesterday on the Upgrade.
Late yesterday my Hudson Pine Rocking P cow, Bartlet was alone down in the holler. I went down and saw the tail flagging telling me she was in early labor. Went back to HQ and mowed around the homestead. Went back and she was pushing. I left. Went to the house and ate. Went back at dusk. Watched her at a distanced. Getting dark. Walked down and felt for feet and head. Big calf. Good presentation. Watched. She was not making progress. Went back, got chains and handle. I use a separate chain for each foot and the metal handle to pull with. It only took a light pull. Bull. Big. Put calf guard down his throat. Went back to HQ.
Decided to go back. Dark. About 9:30. Calf and cow in distress mode. Calf fell into a pushed up pile of logs remaining from when I dozed off my land.
In the dark, I climbed into the logs. Calf must have fell in. The more he struggled the deeper he got. He was still soaking wet. Took me 20 minutes in briers, poison ivy and logs to get him out. I thought he had to weight a 120 pounds. Mom was nervous. Got him up to her. I am sure he has not nursed. Must have fell in almost immediately after delivery. I help him get a couple teats going. Mom was happy. She stood patiently while I worked in the pitch dark with her baby.
Went I got back to HQ, I got my soaking wet clothes off. The up close and personal embrace soaked my clothes with his fluids.
I have to say. My wine might have been a crutch last night.
Calf:
284 days post AI.
94 pounds.
Sire: Grandmaster.
Dam: HP/RP Sure Bet
Bull
I had two calves born yesterday. I posted early yesterday on the Upgrade.
Late yesterday my Hudson Pine Rocking P cow, Bartlet was alone down in the holler. I went down and saw the tail flagging telling me she was in early labor. Went back to HQ and mowed around the homestead. Went back and she was pushing. I left. Went to the house and ate. Went back at dusk. Watched her at a distanced. Getting dark. Walked down and felt for feet and head. Big calf. Good presentation. Watched. She was not making progress. Went back, got chains and handle. I use a separate chain for each foot and the metal handle to pull with. It only took a light pull. Bull. Big. Put calf guard down his throat. Went back to HQ.
Decided to go back. Dark. About 9:30. Calf and cow in distress mode. Calf fell into a pushed up pile of logs remaining from when I dozed off my land.
In the dark, I climbed into the logs. Calf must have fell in. The more he struggled the deeper he got. He was still soaking wet. Took me 20 minutes in briers, poison ivy and logs to get him out. I thought he had to weight a 120 pounds. Mom was nervous. Got him up to her. I am sure he has not nursed. Must have fell in almost immediately after delivery. I help him get a couple teats going. Mom was happy. She stood patiently while I worked in the pitch dark with her baby.
Went I got back to HQ, I got my soaking wet clothes off. The up close and personal embrace soaked my clothes with his fluids.
I have to say. My wine might have been a crutch last night.
Calf:
284 days post AI.
94 pounds.
Sire: Grandmaster.
Dam: HP/RP Sure Bet
Bull