We decided that this would be a lazy weekend. No big jobs, no big messes to fix, just some minor puttering and a lazy, quiet weekend, but then we got a puppy. (Insert cute puppy picture here…playing with toy frog)
Saturday, we ‘just’ needed to buy a dog kennel/crate, go to the vets, rake out the dog run, seed the dog run, set up a temporary fence for the dogs, empty the old mud room for the temporary dog space, clean up a few ‘whoops’ puppy messes and share our pup with the neighbors, which was very fun. (Insert cute puppy picture here….puppy playing with the swing)
That is okay, we said, we will have Sunday. Sunday will be a lazy day, a day of rest. We’ll even take a nap! Zoe, the puppy, got us up early (duh) we were having our coffee, when Our Neighbor Gal called to say, she thought her cow was in labor. Her husband, the Fire Captain was at work, so she told me what the cow symptoms were.
“Yep”, I said, “I’ll be right over.”
“What are you going to do?” My Loving Spouse said laughing, “My wife the cow mid-wife”.
“Well, I’ve seen 7 calves born and that is 7 more than she has. I know what to look for and if there is a problem..well, we’ll just call Our Friend the Farmer”.
Let me tell you, this cow was definitely in labor. I explained what we need to look for and all I knew about calving, which didn’t actually take very long. We were checking for the hoofs coming out the right way and so far it looked good. The Fire Captain checked in to see how it was going, if we’d boiled water (haha) and wondered how long we thought it would take.
“20 minutes”, I (the city-girl-cow-watcher-calf-non-expert) said.
It was born in 15 minutes. I have learned a bit! All good, Mama doing her job…cute little calf born early on Sunday morning with plenty of time for us to make it to church on time.
We’ll rest after church. We won’t do anything…except a little bit of cleaning and a few loads of laundry, maybe cut the grass, because we were going to play croquet. (Insert cute puppy pictures here…croquet puppy).
We even did lie down to rest sometime in the afternoon. We could hear the hum of the washing machine, and the gurgle of pipes as everything backed up into the master bathroom.
If you ever buy a house and the former owners leave you 4 different plumbing snakes…all I can say is…let that be a sign.
Now you need a picture of the calf and puppy together!
Yes, that would be so very cute. The calf is a ‘Dexter’. which is a small breed, so the baby looks like a big dog. Even though the mom is still small for a cow, she is still pretty big and is the protective Mom-sort, so I don’t think I will be able to get a picture of them anytime soon. However, our neighbor and I thought she should name him something with an “A”…so they’d be from ‘A to Z’… last we heard the calf’s name is Alex.
Hope you get the plumbing fixed, SOON!
Luckily, you have missed the disaster! All running well again.
Any decrepit, run down 130 y/o houses in your neighborhood with run down property attached in your neighborhood? Perhaps now that I’m 74 I could use a “part-time” hobby.
Around the corner. Come on up!
Hmmm… Maybe next time, plan for a busy day, and a slow one will happen?
Hilarious! Your Sunday sounded like a FUNDAY!
Thanks Paige…it was fun…well, until the whole plumbing disaster…which remains!