It’s here. The time of year that One Cute Cowboy is getting up throughout the night, along with my dad, and brother-in-law, to check for calves. It’s not an easy season, can be heartbreaking, but also incredibly rewarding. It’s definitely not for the faint of heart.
After they’re born there’s a lot of watching-watching to make sure the mama claims them, making sure they get up, making sure they get that first meal. There’s tagging and weighing, and making sure all is matched up.
Sunday we had 4 babies, which is a pretty big day for a pen of heifers. Two were born naturally and were on the ground when one of the cowboys went out to check. One was pulled by my dad and One Cute Cowboy early yesterday morning, and one we had to rush to the vet and finally after much trying, was born weighing a whopping 95lbs by C-Section. That was a first for me. Those of you who aren’t familiar with cows and heifers (heifers=first time mamas) a desired birth weight for a heifer having a calf is about 60lbs. So this calf is a whole 35lbs heavier than a normal heifer birth. Woah! We were thankful for our local vets Carrie Jo & Rusty.
(I have a picture of this, but maybe it’s too much for my readers.)
Today we’ve had 8 calves. The cowboys (my dad, brother-in-law, and One Cute Cowboy) have been busy busy. One was pulled in the wee hours of the morning by OCC and my brother-in-law. But don’t let them fool you, they love it!
Every now and then you have a baby whose mama won’t claim it, or a mama that doesn’t have enough milk, or maybe they lost their mama. That’s where a big part of my role comes into play (besides waking One Cute Cowboy up in the middle of the night to go check heifers) that’s when bottle-feeding is needed. It’s my speciality! There are few things I enjoy more on the ranch than bottle feeding baby calves. Though I hate the reason for needing to bottle feed, I enjoy being those babie’s mama for a short while.
This is my current baby, Maybell. She’s as sweet as they come, and has become quite the little sassy pants. She loves to drink her bottle while you rub on her sides. Her little tail just swishes back and forth in happiness. She’s about 10 days old.
To say calving season is busy, would be an overwhelming understatement. But trust me, it’s the very thing these cowboys live for. Seeing their hard work pay off. Caring for these heifers and cows, striving to help them in every way possible. They always want the very best for each animal. They love them deeply. For this reason I’m proud to be a rancher, a rancher’s wife, and a rancher’s daughter. May the traditions live on. ❤