Uncle Peter noticed a cow in labour yesterday and when he checked her out, noticed the hooves poking out in a slightly worrisome angle. Usually they're like "this", but these ones are like "that". Could be breech, but looks like upside down...not too good.
Some inquiries from Dad revealed that the cow is a veteran mom and at this stage should be able to deliver a calf sideways.
I asked if perhaps something could/should be done, Peter shrugged his shoulders...nothing much. At this stage, it could be downright dangerous to get anywhere near a labouring cow...think one ton of hormones.
Conveniently, she is in the field right beside the house, so while playing canasta last night, Peter would glance out the window from time to time to confirm that she was still standing out there, labouring away. No point in trying to do anything until she was at least lying on the ground.
"She's the black one standing out there," he said.
Mom went to close the window. "I see a dozen black cows," she said.
"The one with brown eyes," said Peter as he started to shuffle.
He'll take a closer look in the morning.
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