Xena (the calf Claui rescued from a coyote a few years ago and whose story I told HERE and ALSO HERE) had her first calf on Saturday. She seems too have passed on the gene for good luck in getting saved.
Justin and Claui and John had been keeping an eye on Xena for a week or more. But as of Saturday, nothing seemed immanent. Justin and Claui were away and it was sheer good luck that John, who was taking Otis and Ali back home, went out into the pasture to take a look.
He found a very, very (still slimy) recently born bull calf lying in the branch (creek.) Evidently Xena had given birth on the upper side of the fence in picture two and the calf had slid under the fence and into the branch.
John got the calf out and to a nice pile of hay. He and Claui, who had arrived while the rescue was underway, dried the baby off and made sure it knew where the milk bar was.
These pictures were taken the next day and the baby, whom Claui plans to name Xavier, is doing fine after his perilous beginning.
There's Bob in the picture below. Off leash and just about to be chased by Hazel.
