This is me, making the best of the situation.
I probably should have listened to Julia and Melanie the first time, when one of our cows rejected her baby. I was out of town at the time and couldn’t believe a bottle was necessary for the newborn. Cows are supposed to care for their calves! I thought she would become a better mother with time, but we bottle fed that first calf until it latched on to another mother. Her second baby she rejected too. This summer, she had her third and she was kicking as it hit the ground.
Ever optimistic, we put the mother in the chute so the baby could nurse. I was thinking that once the baby drinks, it would solve the problem. Did I mention I should have listened?
Trying to get her into the chute, she went for Julia and Dario. I figured I could get her over to it, but she was mad! I’m usually quick—I almost never miss a ball in tennis. But she was so fast. When I hid behind a tree, she came after me and head butted me. Then she rolled me, and my foot ended up under a hoof. I should have had more respect for a cow with a baby. That’s a huge amount of weight coming at you. For all the crazy horses I’ve ridden in my life and all the bones I’ve broken, I’ve never been in a cast.
When I was safe, Julia didn’t miss a beat. “I told you that was going to happen!”
That’s when I decided she needed to go. The cow, that is, not Julia.
So now I’m making the best of the situation, trying to stay off my foot. I’ve cut and baled hay twice with my foot up on a bucket in the tractor. I’ve fixed the hydraulics in the skid steer and put some new teeth on the backhoe. I wore out one of the ends on the crutches and had to replace it. After falling down the stairs three times, I started using a knee scooter. Haven’t run over the dogs yet.
The best thing about breaking my foot is that it has kept me out of the mountains. So many people are getting washed away in the rivers–there’s still so much snowmelt coming through. The healing could take up to three months, but my goal is to go backpacking before the end of the year.