Know how you feel Goinsoon. We lived on a farm in NZ and often had that happen with lambs. You desperately want them to live but some are just to weak to suckle. Cheer up, you've done your best.
Stressful, we lost one last year so know how you feel. Our daughter struggled to keep a little orphan alive and lost too, highly distressing. But it's kind people like yourself that give it a go, sometimes we just change natures outcome and feel a failure, it sucks.
I too know how you feel GS as I lived on a farm as a kid and while we didnt have cattle i was always helping out the neighbours with their cattle, and saw some cattle put down.. its never easy to watch or to do, as we take all animals to our hearts.. all the best
milo
-- Edited by milo on Thursday 12th of January 2012 03:43:53 PM
I too know how you feel GS as I lived on a farm as a kid and while we didnt have cattle i was always helping out the neighbours with their cattle, and saw some cattle put down.. its never easy to watch or to do, as we take all animals to our hearts.. all the best
milo
-- Edited by milo on Thursday 12th of January 2012 03:43:53 PM
Thanks Milo, but I have to admit I could not bear to be there, he took it away with him.
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We were looking after my daughter farm and we lost two calf's one was still born. the other mum was in labour to long and we had to call the vet took him ages to get the calf out. it was just to big for mum and we just left it to late in calling the vet but at least the mum was ok
Bummer! I'm sure the cow also did her best. That's nature. The fact that you care is very special. On a cattle station with 20,000 head one of the blokes brought a littly bully calf home. They didn't hand rare because it was too expensive for too little return in the live export business. Anyway the bloke supplied the food, I supplied the tlc and time, and that little sucker survived. He had a jaw problem with prevented him from sucking on mum, but I literally hand fed him by placing my hand in the milk so he could syphon up between my fingers. We named him Christopher, as in Skase, because he escaped his fate. When the bloke called into the main house he told me there was a present in the ute cab. There was this day old calf, with a red ribbon around it's neck. He then said, "I don't know if it's Christopher or Pixie". And they say station hands are hard ass b.stards. Don't be fooled by the appearance. They're a bit like truckies. Cast iron on the outside, marshmallow on the inside. Very sweet marshmallow.
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