We received an early Christmas present this morning. A very early present – our first calf of the season!
Born half an hour ago.
Her mama was to be one of our cull cows this year. Meaning, she was to be sold as an “open cow” and a replacement purchased for her. As last year was our first on the ranch, we purchased all our cattle then. We either bought bred cows or pairs. She was supposedly bred. We waited and waited and she never calved. Don’t produce? Off to the sale!
We are Spring calvers. Somehow, this means we calve in January. January seems pretty Wintery to me, but what do I know? Cows have a gestation period almost the same as humans. Nine months and something like 13 days. I think the additional 13 days is for the fourth stomach. (They just want to pretend they are superior with their four to our lowly one). So, to calve in January, we turn the bulls out in late March. We have one bull for every 20 cows. Some call that overkill, we call it management. The bulls don’t have to work overtime, even though they would probably like to. Plus, every cow is sure to be bred. It’s on them if they aren’t, not the bull. Well, I guess Miss Number 128 was particularly stoked to see the bulls this year, because she must have been bred almost immediately.
Looks like mama is a keeper, because this little gal is a good lookin’ calf. Only 135 to go!
Please don’t eat me.