First calf did not survive

I ended up with 12 calves last week, and they seemed to enjoy the colder weather.
Luckily, I ended up making an extra calving pen in the barn since I could see the weather was going to turn and I had a fair number of cows very close.
It looks like this week will be a little less worrisome given the shining sun and milder temperatures.
Unfortunately, my first heifer that calved didn’t have such good luck. I noticed her starting to calve around 10 a.m. and just watched her. She had a strange colour of discharge, and did not do any pushing or straining.
I examined her again at lunch time. Things seemed to be fine and the calf definitely was alive (when I grabbed the little hoof to be sure it was coming the right way, it immediately pulled back).
I chatted with my vet cousin and my neighbour, Rodg. The thing with heifers is you are supposed to give them lots of time, so I just kept an eye on her.
At 2:30 p.m., Rodg gave me a call and asked how things were coming—and there was still nothing happening. He came over and examined the heifer, and felt things were okay, as well, so we just needed to give her more time.
At 5 p.m. Rodg checked with me again and I still had nothing to report. He then drove over again and decided we better pull the calf.
We did, but the calf just didn’t seem to have the will to live. We tried all the tricks (even mouth-to-mouth) but no luck. Alas, some thing’s are just not meant to be.
I had just told Rodg that anything that screwed up or gave me trouble this year would be “going on the bus,” since I needed to buy a bull or two, but I am already feeling bad for this heifer.
We will see.
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Maddie and Marlee came out on Saturday and were able to see a calf being born. They stood in quiet amazement.
They could have witnessed a second one that day, but they were just a bit too slow in getting to the barn.
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“Food Freedom Day” once again fell on Feb. 12. This means you have earned enough, on average, by this date to pay the total bill for groceries for the year.
We are lucky in Canada to have such an affordable food system.
This also should point out the value of our Canadian farms, not only through our great food but we also support one-in-eight jobs.
Apparently, the data also shows that even though you have worked until Feb. 12 to pay your year’s worth of food, it only takes about three weeks of your income to pay for the farmer’s share!
Please try to remember this when your shopping for your food. If you can’t buy local, please buy Canadian.
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I never even made it to Emo once last week—that might be a record. Fortunately, my mom and dad are coming and going, so I can have them do my errands.
My boyfriend/partner had to take “Roxee” to her second vet appointment—he thought it was quite an honour that I would allow him to do this.
But I’m afraid that she always will want to go with him as I am hearing stories about the sharing of a Sausage McMuffin.
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My vet cousin gave birth to her second child over the weekend, as well.
Charlie Angela arrived on Feb. 11 weighing eight pounds, 10.5 oz. and 23 inches long—a baby sister for Callen!
Another little farmer has arrived!

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