On the night of the 28th, she started laboring...so I stayed in the barn most of the night...but nothing happened.
Daytime of the 29th, went to town to deliver CSA baskets and figured she'd pick then to calf...nope, thank goodness!
Chore time (about 6:45 pm) I went out and went looking for her. Looked out the back door just in time to see her water break and notice....
There she is! Frances Butter
Frances for my Beloved Grandma who loved my cow stories.
"What just happened here?"
So then, as mama Hershey laid down to rest and clean Frances up, I went around to check on the progress of her "afterbirth". (Bess retained hers, so it was a concern.)
And WHAT IS THAT?
Putting on my shoulder length OB gloves....am I really doing this??
In checking things out, I had to go in and found instead of a nose...a tail. OH NO, breech. After a short freak out, Man tried to call the vet, closed of course. I tried to push the hooves back in and flip the calf. Hershey was having None of that nonsense!
So finally (like after the longest 90 seconds)....The decision was made to just pull the calf. You have to do it quick because as soon as the umbilical cord breaks, the calf will start to breathe and if they are backwards they will suffocate. So....pullllllllll.......
Boy with Franci and Hershey with Miracle
Mama and babies
Frances trying to get up for her first meal.
Our beautiful baby girls!!
We have lots of other videos...some more graphic of the calf actually coming out...but will reserve that to by request only.
Please comment, so I know who came by to "Visit the Nursery"