When it Rains it Pours.....Literally

It hasn't been all rainbows and fuzzy kittens around the farm today. In fact, I have found myself looking to the heavens and asking "are you kidding me!?!"
For starters we lost one of the twins. (Calves... for those of you who missed the last couple posts) It was suffering yesterday and that makes me very sad. So, I was somewhat relieved that the calf had passed this morning. I feel guilty that I couldn't help it more. But I did all I could (including gavage feeding- thank you nursing degree). Death is part of farm life. But that knowledge never has made losing animals any easier for me.
To add insult to injury. The twins' Mama has decided not to accept the living twin. So now, Mama and baby have new digs up in the barn where they can "bond" and feedings can be monitored (and forced if needed) until everyone decides to play nice.
After contending with world's NOT so smart Cow Mama, then, low and behold, what do I find? A cow, roaming the pasture seeming to be trying to have a calf but possibly having some trouble. On closer inspection, she is not having a calf but appears to have a partially prolapsed uterus! (See me crying up to the heavens?). She, too, now has a suite at Hotel La Barn. Luckily, she seems okay for now but will have to be supervised closely in order to have a live birth. (Keep your fingers crossed)
Last but not least....rain, rain, rain. Me outside in the rain. Rain making more mud, mud, mud. Me outside in the mud.
I love this farm. I love this farm. I love this farm. (Ok. I really do love this farm. But could it at least stop raining for a few days?)