It's been a wild few days here in Indiana. I woke up yesterday morning to Nick calling me at 6 a.m. from the pasture - Peach was calving! Peach is one of my brother's favorite cows, probably in the second spot behind Karen (who is a red, dog-sized cow). So, if something went wrong, I'd be in big trouble. Joe (my brother) goes to school at Oklahoma State University, so my mom probably needs one of those "house divided" license plates. But, go Big XII nonetheless. Anyway, the moral of this story is that we had to make sure NOTHING went wrong with Peach.
From the looks of it, everything was going wrong. There was one leg, one nose and one VERY swollen tongue, but we couldn't help Peach anymore with the birthing process. So we called our local vet, and spent about 45 minutes worrying and waiting. (The whole time I was thinking about how to break it to Joe.)
[caption id="attachment_77" align="alignright" width="225"] Welcome to the world Buddy![/caption]
Megan, the vet from Food Animal Veterinary Service here in Rensselaer, came to the rescue. She and a vet student from Purdue University were able to give Peach an epidural, get a chain around both front feet and successfully welcome a baby boy into the world.
He has a had a hard-go of it, so I'm going to forgive him for not nursing on his own yet. We've had a rough time, but he is living quite well on milk replacer for the time being. Soon though, he'll get life figured out.
Oh! and Joe, you're welcome. Hope you're ready to be a "daddy!"
[caption id="attachment_79" align="aligncenter" width="225"] We gave Buddy some colostrum last night.[/caption]
I've named him Buddy, as we're clearly already best friends.