The cattle are lowing, the baby momma awakes...yes, I was awakened by the sound of a poor momma cow looking for her baby last night. Yesterday was the day that Travis and the other fellas of Cow Bird Lane took the babies from their mommas. It's a part of the farm life that I don't think I'll ever come to terms with. The babies are being placed in another pasture, while poor momma walks around wondering why on earth her little one is not answering her call.
We went to bed last night, and it wasn't three minutes I hear her calling. I think to myself, well she'll give up in a few minutes. Not.a.chance!!!!!!!! She mooed all night long looking for her little one. It was the same cow, all night. If I were to lose one of my children, I'd probably walk around and look for them. Not this momma. She wanted to stand right outside of our window and moo. Get a hint sister, they aren't answering you so do us all a big favor and BE QUIET!!! I would fall asleep, only to roll over to hear her calling, again... and again... and again!
Above: She's the one in the middle. Below: You can see her as she leans her head forward calling for her baby!
This morning I drag myself out of bed just before Travis left for the day. I told him to make sure he found his distraught momma cow, load her up and take her to the sale. Yes, I know that's a bit cold hearted on my behalf, but I LIKE SLEEP. He just laughed and patted me on the back. He takes nothing I say to heart, nothing. So, I immediately start my coffee that wasn't due to brew until 7:00. It was only 6:52! I'm giving myself a pep talk to wake up, when I hear it. It was her, still mooing for this calf that has been gone for several hours now. Keep in mind, she's not the only momma out there that is without child today. Several of them become childless yesterday but you don't hear any of the rest of them making such a ruckus, now do you?! I took Carter to school, and when I returned she was still standing in the same area, doing the same thing she'd been doing since 10:00 last night.
Dear heartbroken momma...come on sister... get a grip. Mooooooove on, you'll have another baby in another 10-12 months. In the meantime, please stop mooing. Once or twice is cute, and pulls at my heartstrings but by this point I'm over you and have no sympathy for you. Good day.
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