Calf catching, back in the day Rick and I used an old ’64 pickup to check calves and work them. Not many of our Hereford cows ever made it in the pickup, the trouble was with the Angus. As we sat inside trying to decide how best to get a tag in the ear while mamma pawed and blew snot. One of us suggest that the other simply sit a straddle the calf, and although she might get close, “mamma will never actually hit you.” Yeah, right.
Rick was the driver of the pickup and assumed that he could somehow keep the old pickup between me and a frothing cow. Without many hints, I’m certain most of you know how that turned out. It didn’t. His roaming around in the vehicle insured that I dared not crawl under for safety.
As times change from 4-wheelers to gators, then a 4-wheeler with a calf catching cage has definitely made the endeavor safer.