It is 5:30 in the morning, I decide to just get up and get ready for work. I look out in the corral and see something odd. A crippled cow that we are trying to get back into shape is laying on the ground facing downhill (they die if they do that). I go to investigate and find her giving birth. Now, we are not supposed to have babies until march. Plus she isn't supposed to be pregnant. So I have to get the tractor, turn her so she is facing uphill and help her get the baby out. Now for those of you who don't know when most mammals give birth the baby comes out followed by afterbirth. It normally isn't allot. Unless your talking about a 1300 pound cow.
Then about 10 or more gallons of the stuff comes out. So here I am freezing cold trying to pull a calf out. Finaly get the ****er out and all of a sudden It is like someone decided to pour 10 gallons of warm jello on me. It was quit disgusting. Then the cow gets up and decides to chase me out of the corral (yeah your welcome). I hope she doesn't get to attached to the calf, he won't be around for much longer. I'm going to sell him today after work.
Then about 10 or more gallons of the stuff comes out. So here I am freezing cold trying to pull a calf out. Finaly get the ****er out and all of a sudden It is like someone decided to pour 10 gallons of warm jello on me. It was quit disgusting. Then the cow gets up and decides to chase me out of the corral (yeah your welcome). I hope she doesn't get to attached to the calf, he won't be around for much longer. I'm going to sell him today after work.