Monday, May 23
Pulling Calves and Baking Rolls...It's What I Do
It's not like she is a first-time mother here..the calf can't possibly be that big because I bred her...if she would just LAY DOWN she could give birth to a Mini Cooper for goodness sakes.
So I rolled up my sleeves, got her in the barn, grabbed my puller and pulled the baby girl(hoooray!) out.
5 minutes. Done.
There are few things I could do that would make me feel more accomplished that when I pull a calf and look at their goooey little faces and watch their eyes kinda roll around when they blink. This is also the point when I thank the Good Lord that humans don't have to lick their children off.
Whew! Now that's a relief!