Spring Fun

As providence would have it, my brother called early Saturday morning to let me know that our cow had calved! Ole whitey came through once again. So I grabbed Uncle Phil, and a few of his grandkids, and we headed down to see what God had given us. 

I like Charolais cows. Mom is a cross with a red Angus and baby likely has a black dad. This calf will probably be grey for a while and turn more white by fall. 

We were pretty excited to see what sex it was. I was hoping for a heifer. And praise God, it was!

Once we had little buddy caught, we put a tag in her ear. Left ear, for heifer calves. Shouldn't be hard to spot, though. Luke pretty much runs all black. 

Let the good times roll!

I love calving. It challenges a cowboy's skills. Sometimes the moms what to eat you for touching their baby. Other times, they want nothing to do with their kid. Sometimes cows calve with natural ease. Other times, a man has to straighten out a breech delivery. It's all fun. We'll have to see what the Lord has in story for this little grey girl. So far, she's brought joy to at least one cowboy's life. Ranch on!