Calving Season

It was my first time alone during calving season. My dad needed me to get up several times during the night to check on the heifers to make sure they were doing fine. Well the first time I got up it was about eleven thirty. I grabbed the fully charged flash light and started towards the corrals. The heifers in the first lot were doing just fine as far as I could tell but the closer I got to the second lot I noticed a heifer in the corner alone. As I got closer I noticed that she had already started giving birth. The closer I got I noticed that something wasn't right. To skip the entire anatomy of the birthing process the most preferred way is to have the front feet come out first and then the head follows, however this wasn't the case I noticed the calf's back legs were coming out first, so I knew that this calf needed to be pulled and it had to be soon. I moved the heifer into a calving shoot. (which is simply a shoot that keeps the cows from moving while you help her pull the calf out) I began to pull on the back legs with all my might, but being 5' tall I wasn't of much help to the poor lady! So I had no choice I ran up to the house and called my uncle who lives right next door. He came over within five minutes to save the day. He helped me put the pulling chains on the legs of the calf and with one mighty tug from my uncle the calf slid right out. The calf was alive and healthy! And as soon as we released the heifer for the shoot she fell madly in love with her baby. After my parents arrived home I had told them what had happened, and of course my dad teased me for a while that I wasn't able to do it on my own!