Sunday, May 4, 2008
A Little Bull Calf Needed Help
Today I saw a miracle. Kelly came running into the house, “There’s a cow being born! Hurry!” I grabbed the movie camera and ran to the other side of our garage where Eldon and Pearl’s cow pen is. There was a cow in the chute and Eldon and his nephew, Jackson, were behind her. They had our baseball bat. Attached to the baseball bat were ropes. The other end of the ropes were attached to the calf’s legs which were sticking out of his mother. Kurt was on the outside of the pen holding a board steady.
They pulled with all their might and the calf plopped out onto the ground. I was relieved to see his chest moving. I think the fall helped him to breathe. The mother cow turned around, sniffed, and seemed to wonder, “How’d you get here?” She immediately started licking him. Pearl and I ran to get warm water and towels for the men to clean themselves off. Neighbors came over to see. The sun was just starting to get lower in the sky, warm on the calf’s wet fur. Everything was still, except for our excitement--a handful of neighbors who saved a life using a baseball bat and ropes.
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7 comments:
What a great story and fabulous pictures! I love new babies in the Spring.
I especially love that the entire neighborhood got involved!
A happy ending like this is one of the joys of country living!
That is so precious! You are so lucky you live there!
"I grabbed the movie camera"...you're still a city girl at heart ;) but how great to be country too.
That is so cute! And I'm laughing at what the previous commenter said about your grabbing the movie camera. So true!
Oh how wonderful! I wonder what they named him?
I don't know if they're naming him Amy but the daddy bull is named Elvis. I think the mama is Number Eighteen.
Another one had a hard time being born this morning and had to be pulled out. Mama and baby are doing fine.
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