Yes, this is a going to be a series of very belated posts, try not to mind the delay…
Last summer Kali and me spent 3 months working on a Swiss alp, taking care of 39 dairy cows and three calves. It was a lot of hard work, bad weather, long days, bad weather, stubborn cows and more bad weather. Seriously, we went weeks without a single day of nice weather.
It’s hard to live and work so close with strangers, without breaks or a day off to just get away from it all. So, not only did I learn how to milk a cow this summer (by machine and by hand) but I guess it also helped my social skills. At least a bit…
We’ll start this off with what surely was one of the most exiting days this summer: the day Rocky was born.
Let me introduce Nebraska, a Swiss Brown cow in the prime of her life and, as you can see here, super pregnant. Actually this was the morning before she gave birth to her calf.
She was artificially inseminated using SILIAN. SILIAN is a mix of semen from three bulls (a Simmental, a Limousin and an Angus) and is supposed to be more successful with cows who have fertility problems, because you get a 3-in-1 chance that at least one of the bulls will manage to fertilize her.
We were not sure what to expect of this calf, and we sure did not expect it to be this huge! While we tried to let her go about her business on her own and give her the time and space she needed, I was there the whole time, cleaning out the barn and having an eye on her.
At some point, however, it became clear that she would not be able to give birth without help. So we started to pull him out, using ropes around his legs.
There was a moment of panic when we had him halfways out. He got stuck right after we had his chest out, which can be quite dangerous, because the inner organs, unprotected by ribs int this area, can be damaged if the calf stays too long in this position. He also started to open his eyes at that point. It took all three of us pulling as hard as we could, and of course Nebraska, to get the calf out.
And here he is: Little Big Rocky.
With midwife Tosca…
Obviously, the Simmentaler bull is the father…
After an hour, we separated the two. Nebraska was allowed back out on her pasture to the other cows and Rocky was moved to the calves’ barn, where he got his own box.
This is Rocky (note the fancy ear tags!) on his last day with us, about two weeks old, before he moved to another alp, where they specialize on raising bull calves like him.