Holy Cow, post: 409347, member: 50 wrote: So.............................you didn't even ask if they needed a stunt double or an extra?
Stunt double fine but extra? nobody wants to be THAT guy just hanging around in the background watching like a creepster
Nate The Surveyor, post: 409393, member: 291 wrote: For Mr Cow:
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Years ago I had a neighbor whose kids raised hogs as part of their FFA curriculum. "Marabelle" was the name of their 400 lb. sow and she had a mess of little piglets. My neighbor had always paid to have someone come out and castrate any of the piglets of they were going to raise for meat. For some unknown reason he decided to attempt it himself. For an even more mysterious reason I agreed to help.
Marabelle was in a store-bought zinc galvanized farrowing pen with all her little babies on the other side in suckling bliss. The sow side of the pen was a gate that was held shut with a hasp. Apparently my neighbor had had trouble with the hasp before so he asked me to stand with my knee against the gate while he spirited away piglets for their "surgery". It sounded like a good idea.
As he plucked a couple of piggies from the nursery side and snuck around the corner Marabelle definitely knew something was up (a Poland-China raises its ears like a dog). As soon as she heard the first piglet squeal, she wanted out of the crate. Not my knee, a concrete block, maybe a tractor or God hisself was not going to stop her from coming out of the crate. 400 pounds of pissed sow snapped the weld on the hasp and shooed me to one side with a mere "look". Around the corner she went to save her piglets.
I heard my neighbor yell and when I made it around the corner he was perched on top of a pickup...with one mad momma awaiting his return to the ground. It was evident she wanted to kill him even though she had all her piglets back safe. My neighbor was telling me to put her back in her crate and I was telling him it probably wasn't going to happen any time soon...His oldest daughter eventually came out and was able to reason with Marabelle and con her with some sweet feed.
Moral of the story: If you mess with babies make sure momma doesn't outweigh you. 😉
And sometimes the babies themselves can be a handful. One of my coon-hunting buddies was (out of season) training up a couple of his beautiful treeing walker coonhounds pups. They had (amazingly) treed a coon and he attempted to dislodge her with some .22 cal. rat-shot so the pups could get a taste o'coon. Nobody knew exactly what happened but moments after she hit the ground she was dead. Then they discovered two beautiful little cute racketycoon cubs in the nest above.
Wanting to "do right" he decided to retrieve them so the local game warden might give them a chance at survival. All he had to carry them in was his Levi jean jacket made into a sling with the arms tied in a knot...the cubs immediately decided against it.
He kept what was left of the jean jacket on the wall for years to remind to never try that again....
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For many years I put myself in the line of fire like that and somehow survived. Every time I found a newborn calf I would put a number tag in its ear to help keep track of which calf went with which cow. Normally, if you keep the calf between you and the mama you are OK. What I believe happened in the video is another cow is being the protector, not the mama. The mama would never butt her own calf as was shown in the video.