It's been very, very, cold lately. On top of the cold, we are also calving. Calving in the winter time usually means we end up having to bottle feed some of them, or we have to find a way to keep them warm after they have been born. In this case, it was warmth.
My cousin Cody works for us after school and this night happened to be helping Andy check the cows. Cody was ever so proud of himself for finding this newborn calf and rescuing it. If he had not found it, it probably wouldn't have made it through the night. A calf lost is money lost.
Cody has the same ambition that Andy does and is always so happy when he has done the right thing and a good thing. This particular night I had gotten home from work early and was fixing supper when I hear Andy and Cody pull up to the house in the gator and I didn't think much of it until the back door opens and I hear Cody proudly yell, "ERAN, I HAVE A CALF FOR YOU." A year ago this would have been no problem, we had a garage with a cement floor and had options for housing a newborn calf. This year, we've moved into a mobile home with no porch, garage, or extra space, BUT it does have a very large garden tub that hasn't been used since we've lived there. Immediately that was Andy's suggestion. Cody, with the biggest grin on his face, happily carries this newborn calf into our bathroom to sleep in the bathtub for the night.
My Yorkie, Phoebe immediately wanted to keep him company.
After we got him into the house, Andy was not sure if he had had his colostrum yet so we mixed it up and fed it to him in the bathtub.
He made many attempts to get out of the bathtub but was unsuccessful due to his unsteady legs and slick surface.
Thankfully he was only a house guest for one night and his mom was very happy to take him back the next day.
Sometimes the only thing you can do is laugh at the little, ironic, things life throws at you.
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