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The OP is a nice picture.
I grew up on a dairy farm, so calving season was all year long. I was a tractor farmer - never cared much for the animals, but babies are cute no matter the species. I remember a cow that had a breech birth and the calf died before it was born. She walked around for days with half the dead calf hanging out of her. Dad couldn't get it out on the occasions when he could catch her. He finally corralled her near a post well enough to get a chain around the post and the calf's legs. She walked away and the calf came right out.
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