Cowgirl

So I do my usual mornings work of milking the girls and feeding the calves, chickens, cats and kittens. Then off I go for a well deserved coffee break. After a 20 minute break that feels more like 10!! I call back into the calf shed to bed them, as I walk in I hear a distant muffled moaning noise. Straight away I realise that it must be the little black calf in the corner, who has been nothing but trouble since she was born. Her nick name is Little Eyebrows, as her grandmother is called Eyebrows, and yes she does happen to have white markings on her black face that look exactly like a pair of eyebrows. Unable to see her anywhere I rush over to investigate, and find her outside of her pen, with her head completely hidden and trapped between two large bales of straw. Somehow she seems to have jumped out of her pen and landed on her head but to make things worse she has got her back end stuck up in the air, rear leg trapped under the gate, while doing a head stand with her face stuck between two straw bales I know this may sound amusing but at the time I realised how close she could have been to suffocating herself, which at the time was not so funny, especially as she was wedged and I was alone in the yard. I had to react fast, so out comes my knife (no it never crossed my mind to hack her leg off!!) I had to cut the string that was holding the pen together to allow me more room to free her. After a lot of pulling, pushing and talking nonsense to her, I managed to drag her out by her back legs. She laid down for a little while, then I helped her to her feet while supporting her weight, still waffling on telling her how silly she was!! I was so relieved that she was alive and well that I had to give her a hug, which I don’t think she really appreciated..

Slightly shaken and unnerved by the whole experience ( I mean me, not Little Eyebrows), I walked off and carried on with my day……