So, we picked up all the necessary paraphernalia like calving ropes, big bottles of lube and a rope halter and off we went in the truck to the field down the road. Of course, she and the other Gracie Moos were on the far side of the field ... off we trudged. When we arrived, there was one girl standing on her own and as we approached, she moo'd at us. Strange, I thought. They only usually make that particular moo when they have a calf with them. As indeed she did .... She had popped it out all by herself without any help from those humans.
Another little bull calf!