#315 - 8.5.2011
No sooner than get the 1st-calf heifers off the mountain, and we have a calf, about 10 days earlier than expected, another across the creek. Also missing a heifer in each pasture I couldn’t find yesterday. I’ve worked myself into a real dither, much worse than a hand-wringing, little old woman. Despite the joy and satisfaction, I get terribly responsible, and about half-irritable, it seems, when it comes to calving-out these heifers.
drycrikjournal 
Hang in there, John. Try to convert the irritable to marbled satisfaction.
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It just shows how much you care about your critters, John!
And the pic is adorable…..
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Always tough as the first ones calve, half-confused, no nurseries yet set up—it seems most of our/their troubles come at the beginning: one has aborted, one dead after aborting—frustrating. You can’t watch them close enough, yet realistically, your impact is minimal. Because they usually leave the bunch to have their calf, up a canyon, in an impossible rockpile, we check the count daily and then try to find who’s missing to see if she needs help. 95% of the time, they don’t need us. It is an exercise in humility I apparently need.
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