I felt like such a bad mom yesterday evening but it was something Lil Man was going to have to learn living on the ranch. Here's the story...
I went out to feed the cows as I normally do after work. As I was feeding the girls, I noticed the new baby had a lot of poo packed on her hind end. I knew I needed to get it off before she started having problems. So when I fed, momma cow went to the end of the feeders and baby went to the other. This was my chance to mess with baby. Of course, you don't really think things thru when you get a split second opportunity with a calf, especially when you're out there by yourself. But I grabbed the little girl's tail in one hand and started getting poo off with the other. (Note to self, wash pink gloves!)
While I was dealing with that, Lil Man started SCREAMING! I looked over and saw Momma cow, Silk, had him down. She was hookin', kickin', rollin', stompin' poor Lil Man all over the place. I started hollerin' for her to stop as I ran over throwing the empty feed sack at her. After several seconds of yelling and waving of the arms, she finally gets off him. I swoop in and grab him up. He's yelpin' his little heart out.
I take him in the barn and hold him until he calms down. Did the usual pat down. Run my hand over his body to check for any injuries or broken bones. He doesn't yelp or whine as I do my inspection. I put him down so I can finish feeding and he's not able to stand on his left hind leg. He gives the most pitiful sad look that breaks my heart.
I finish up the chores. Lil Man has made it outside the barn and is laying in the grass. Still with the pitiful look. I get him some children's pain reliever to help with the pain and soreness. But I still feel horrible for not watching him more closely. I take him in the house and rock 'em in the recliner for about 30 minutes before puttin' him back outside for the night.
This morning, he's still gimpin' around with his left hind leg up. I gave him some more medicine and some treats. I may take off early from work this afternoon so I can go check on him. He's young and resilient but I don't like when my babies are hurt.
Lil Man got his first dose of angry momma cows. I hope he's learned something from the experience, like don't be the slowest dog around when momma cow wants to hook something! I bet he thinks twice before going out with me to feed!