Remember a few weeks ago when I told you how excited I was to order my seeds from Fedco? Even more exciting than receiving their catalog is receiving the actual seeds themselves! And because Danish Cowboy made me work all weekend long and because I was unable to snap even one photo, you will have to look at seed packets instead whilst I tell you the tale of my first weekend of spring.
The calves have started to arrive. Every time we turned our back on Saturday, it seemed like a new baby was born. I even saw one mother stand up to have her baby calf. She dropped it on its head. A cruel entrance into the world, but it apparently suffered no ill effects. Baby calves are a lot of work. First you have to zoom over and lift its leg to determine gender. And then you have to go back to the house and assemble ear tags, shots, rubber bands (for the males), FastTrack for the digestive system and other things baby calves need for a good start. Then you have to go out and administer all of these things to baby calf while an anxious and oftentimes enraged cow snorts down your back (and I'm referring to Danish Cowboy only here -- I almost got pinned once between a mama cow and a large hard barn wall because she was very unhappy with my presence. I was frozen and I was envisioning my pelvis being crushed into a million tiny pieces. Danish Cowboy repeatedly screamed at me to run -- and did I ever. I tend to avoid close contact with mama cows as a general rule.)
There have been three trips to the veterinarian in the last week. Two resulted in Cesarean sections (one singleton, one with twins) and one resulted in twins being pulled from their mother's womb in the traditional way. With 150 or more pounds of calf and eight legs, you can imagine the confusion that might result in trying to be born. (I am starting these peppers this weekend along with the tomatoes.)
Doesn't Cream of Saskatchewan Watermelon just remind you of hot July days spent eating juicy watermelon? In Canada?
And to top it all off there have been four sets of twins born. We have sold two of the extras to neighboring ranchers who have lost calves during delivery and we are currently bottle-feeding the first twin born. The final set was born last night and we will likely be bottle-feeding one of them as well. And then there was the oddball calf in my entryway this morning. He appeared to be not at all well when Danish Cowboy brought him to the house at 6:00 this morning, but was progressing nicely by the time I left. I have also received word that one of the twins born this morning is also in my entryway. I am so glad that I vaccuumed and mopped last night. So very, very glad.