So yesterday,I am in the bedroom laying on the bed after I get home from work. Talked to my friend Jill on the phone for a bit.
Mike (my hubby) walks into the room and says, "HL and Diane are fixing to feed the Baby Calf." And I'm like,I want to go feed the baby calf. So I hop out of bed and put on some old clothes,socks and shoes and go running out the door to catch up with HL and Diane.
As I am running to catch up to them,I'm thinking that they've already caught the baby calf and that he is in the barn. Guess What? That's what I get for thinking. I catch up to them and they are like,good we'll have an extra person to help catch the baby calf.
"The reason we had to catch the baby is that his momma is only 17 months old herself and is too young to have a baby calf so her udders aren't producing the milk she should be. The baby calf is very malnurished and steps needed to take place in order for his survival."
We finally get them cornered and in a makeshift area with gates. I guess you could say that we were very close. But not successful at all. I called over to Howard who is my neighbor that lives right next door to Mike and I. He came over to help out. So now were up to 4 people trying to catch the momma and baby.
Seeing as I wasn't home yet,Mike decides to come over and help out. Now there are 5 of us trying to keep the Bull away and still trying to get momma and baby so that we can grab the baby. HL then decides,lets get the bull in the barn so that we won't have to worry about him charging at us. Good idea,and with some feed in a bucket, viola!! It worked.
The momma and baby finally go back into the watering hole and the baby gets stuck in the mud. So HL decides to go into the watering hole that smells off cow poop and grabs the baby who is not amused in the very least. Mike and Howard both help HL and baby out of the smelly poop watering hole. HL carries the baby up to the barn where he up the baby's legs to keep him from escaping from us. So that we can get hime into the barn.
Yeah,if you remember,we put the bull in the barn. Can you imagine what I was thinking while I was holding down the smelly poop covered baby and watching out for the momma cow. I was thinking that the baby and I need to move away from the door of the barn as not to get trampled by the Bull.
Diane was the smart one. She stayed clear of the whole thing. Once we got the baby in the barn,he began to cry for his momma. Can't say that I blame him as we did take him from her. HL and Diane were getting the bottle ready to feed the baby. while they were doing that,I was in the barn area where the baby was. He headbutted my leg about 4 times till I got smart and raised up my foot. He decided to headbutt my shoe for a bit. He's so cute.
The bottle is ready. HL held him down and I put the bottle in his mouth. The baby was not getting much of anything. So we cut the whole a bit bigger in the nipple of the bottle. Now we're getting somewhere. When the baby was drinking the bottle,we could hear his poor little stomach make some weird noises. The poor thing was very hungry. He drank 2/3's of the bottle and was very happy to see us go. His momma stood outside the barn door just crying for her baby.
HL said that since we are having to bottle feed the baby calf,that he's just going to keep him in the barn till he's healthy enough to be out in the other pen.
I get home and to the shower I go,cause I smell like watering hole poop too.
Today I'll go after work and feed the baby. I'm excited,I know that's weird. But I love to help animals. Just ask my friends.....
Anyway,i just wanted to share that story with you all. I'm at work typing this and I need some coffee cause I'm still tired and achy all over.
Till next time,
Mona
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Daddy had a calf that lost his mommy one time. I got it and bottle feed her, Lucy, she was red. I feed her every morning and every night. She was my baby. I looked forward to feeding her and when it was time for her to join the herd, I was sad. But I could go into the pasture and call her and she would come to me. Then it came time to send her off, I would not hear of it. I was not going to send her to the butcher. So we sold her. In my mind she had a long wonderful life, maybe in California. Cause California cows are happy cows.......
LOL! I would have loved watching y'all all running around the place after that calf! Sorry you ended up with watering hole poopy goop on ya. Sounds like getting to feed the little booger made it all worth while!
Hugs!
Hey poop queen! LOL - sounds like a lot of poop to me! Too funny. Thanks for sharing!
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