This story begins back in August of 2008. We woke up one Saturday morning to find that our heifer, Blossom, had gotten out of our pasture and was visiting our neighbors cattle. We spent the rest of the day trying to catch her and bring her back home.
Several months later, we borrowed a miniature Hereford bull for Blossom and one of our other small Hereford cow, Rosie. After a few weeks we had the vet out to see if Blossom and Rosie were going to be giving us some new calves, and we were surprised to find out that Blossom was already several months pregnant. Apparently she had been visiting the big Black Angus bull in the pasture next door when she got out in August. At least we could come pretty close to guessing her due date.
When her due date got close, we penned her up in the pasture close to the house. About a week before her due date, in the middle of the night (2:15 a.m.) Todd sat up in bed and said he had heard the heifer making a funny noise. We got up and went out, and sure enough she was in labor. After a little bit, we could see the hooves, then the nose, then nothing progressed. We finally called the vet at about 4:15. He came out and put chains on the calf's legs and got her pulled out. The calf had been in the birth canal and without oxygen for quite a while. Her tongue was hanging out, eyes rolled back, and she couldn't get to her feet. It had been storming all night, so when she was born she was laying out in the rain and was freezing cold.
After the vet left, we brought her into the basement. We put 2 space heaters near her and put some heating pads on her. We still couldn't get her warm, so we carried her to the shower. She was probably the only calf in the county to get a warm shower that morning. :) Our neighbor, Curt, came over and fed her through a stomach tube and gave her a couple of vitamin shots to help her out. We stayed with her all day, making sure she was warm and trying to get her to drink out of a bottle.