It is the beginning of calving season! Jeff doesn't find this as exciting as I do. He has to get up in the middle of the night so many nights a week to check on the heifers, I just get to awe over how cute the calves are once they are born and laugh as they try to operate their awkward, new bodies. As we were driving through the pasture checking the heifers, Jeff gave me a lesson on the stages of the labor and what the signs were for them to be soon approaching it. I won't go into detail (it's kind of gross) but send me into the pasture and I can tell you if you should expect a calf soon, ha!
On to our next order of business... shooting a bull. NO not what you think. There was a bull who early that morning looked like he was coming down with something, so Jeff needed to doctor it. Instead of having to rope the bull and put all that unneeded stress on him, they have a dart gun that you fill with medicine and shoot into the neck of the bull. He then gets his dosage of medicine. Jeff let me do it! He loaded the gun and handed it to me. I lined up the dots, aimed at the neck, Jeff said shoot, and ... nothing. I forgot to turn off the safety. I clicked the safety off found the sick bull again (x100) lined up and pulled the trigger. I got him right on target! Ahh such a rush to shoot a gun even if it was a silly dart gun. The bull began to buck a little, I'm not gonna lie I was a little sad because he acted like it might have stung a little. Jeff reassured me I was just helping him feel better. I love these days that I get to tag along with Jeff, it is so rewarding and fun!
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| This calf is just a few days old. |
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