So today we went to the ranch because it was a beautiful, sunny, 70 degree day. While wandering around we came upon one of our calves laying near a tank all by its self. We were concerned so called some cow people and by the symptoms we described, were told it had scowers? (something like that). The remedy, give it two raw eggs. The challenge, how do we get it to eat raw eggs? So my hubby and I jumped back into the Bronco and found the calf, looking all puny, until he tried to catch it, then that 100 lb calf had lots of fight and flight, so he had to wrestle him down. I cracked the eggs, poured them down the calf's throat, then took the picture. Does that make me a ranch wife?
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