A warning: An image in this post may upset you. It sure as hell has upset me.
It’s been a while since I felt this sad.
Things have been on the up and up.
I have been reminded today that I can’t control some things. In fact a lot of things as it turns out.
A beautiful thing died today. For no good reason.
We purchased four pregnant heifers last Thursday. I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I was as I have ALWAYS wanted cows. Watching them do their thing is almost therapeutic. These ones are very flighty as they have had little human contact. We have a lot of work to do.
The first calf was born Monday morning. It took a while for Mother and Child to bond however it did happen and now Nature is taking it’s course.
The second one was born today. A beautiful boy.
Mr D had been up the back fencing when he spotted the new addition. When he came in for morning tea, it was not good news. Mum could not get up.
A quick google revealed that it was probably nerve damage as a result of baby being in the birth canal for too long. A call to our vet confirmed this.
Our vet said in 90% of cases, the Mother would be back to normal within a few days. The danger lay with the calf not getting it’s Colostrum, the all important first milk.
It turns out that the danger was far worse than that.
Mum had obviously tried to stand up and little boy calf has seen an opportunity to drink. She must have collapsed.
It wasn’t her fault. It was her first birth and things didn’t go to plan. And despite Mr D and I keeping an ‘eagle eye’, it wasn’t enough to save the little boy. By the time I got to him, he was gone.
Isn’t he beautiful? It’s going to take me a little while to get passed this loss.
It’s been a day of bad news.
Mrs D x