Even in the midst of hotness, dryness and death, you can find little bits of new life. You see small blades of green grass after watering and still see a few vegetables from the garden producing. It was almost a shock to me, however, when I noticed a new baby calf just after it was born.
At first I felt a little dismayed. It has been around 105 degrees on our covered front porch for too many days and I wondered how a new life could survive. But, it was already standing up…or trying to stand up and its mama was ferociously licking it off. They were located in the clump of oak trees not too far from the house. I kept looking out from time to time watching the cow and calf and thought I saw a deer out over the hill feeding. It is not too unusual to see deer out in the coastal looking for food, but I wasn’t really sure it was a deer and it kept walking up closer to the house toward the cow and calf which was very unusual. We had let the cows out in the north pasture so the mama cow and new baby were up here alone.
So, I got out the binoculars and saw it was not a deer at all, but a coyote. I quickly looked to see if the shot gun was loaded, but knew I wouldn’t get close enough to really shoot it with that plus I didn’t want to shoot toward the cow and calf, so I did the next best thing I could think of…hurried outside, threw open the gate and took off after it in the pickup. It quickly ran when it saw me and jumped over the fence into the woods, but I kept driving up to where it jumped over and it was just sitting there looking at me until I got closer and then it ran on off.
After I got back in the house and looked out again, I thought I saw a few turkeys walking down toward the cow and calf. I thought that was weird because usually turkeys are nowhere near a coyote, but after closer examination with the binoculars again, I realized it was buzzards walking up to the cow and calf.
We’ve been getting some bad reports from neighbors about buzzards eating new born baby calves or parts of them. There is an overabundance of buzzards in this area and they are a government protected species so you aren’t supposed to kill them. (Where is Anthony Hopkins…aka Colonel Ludlow…when you need him!?) So, as I was starting to drive out there again, the cow started moving her calf over around closer to a clump of trees on the east side of the house. It was a slow move as the calf could barely walk, but it has been a fighter. It had to stop and suck along the way which made me feel a lot better that it was eating already. That was the only way it was going to survive the heat and the coyotes and the buzzards…to eat and get stronger.
So, it was an eventful morning watching the new life emerge and witnessing the fight for survival. But, I always learn from watching the animals. They don’t have to analyze, they don’t read the latest books, they don’t call their friends for advice, they just do what God has instinctively instilled within them. They get up and protect and fight for life.
Here’s the new baby…
Here’s what her mama did when she noticed I was taking pictures of her baby!
She came and got her!!! I think she must have already forgotten that I am the one that ran off the coyote!!! I love living at the farm!!!
Oh, and Ranch Hand is looking into getting me a rifle that I can shoot all by myself…without it kicking me to death. I expect even the dog and cats will start acting better when they see me carrying a rifle around…and maybe even Ranch Hand, too! 🙂