We went out to Grandma and Grandpa's house after church and discovered there was a calf in the basement!!
The poor thing had been born the night before on a cold, wet night. She was found covered in mud amongst the other cows. Papa Mike thought she was dead, but then he saw her breathe.
So he picked her up, rushed her to the house and put her in the bathtub to clean her up and warm her up. He didn't have much hope she would make it though. She was in bad shape.
The kids loved on her a little and she started coming around. The sun was shining in through the window and it slowly relaxed her muscles enough that she could put her legs underneath her.
Shortly after that she could stand up so she got promoted to the barn! The kids had a fun time helping to nurse the calf back to health. It was nice to see her make it through and live. I've seen many calves in the basement fighting for their life through the years and not many make it out alive!