We went around the bend of the corner to the farmer's house but no one was home. We searched the barns, acreage, etc. but could find no one. Assuming that Mama Cow knew what she was doing (of course, because animals are just so instinctual and loving at the birth process), we went on our way to the store. When we returned 2 hours later, it was late afternoon and starting to get chilly.
Mama Cow was now lying down next to her babe, still licking away and giving much needed warmth to the calf. I knew she must be exhausted and most likely in need of nourishment and in the rapidly approaching dusk, must be getting cold. I don't believe for a minute that farm animals are "hardy" and don't feel the elements. Luckily, I knew the farmer's name and because she works at the same store that Chris does, I was able to give her a call. A short time later Tony drove back up the road and Mama and baby were both gone from the field.
I feel so blessed to have witnessed part of which was an amazing thing (and having actually helped our Katie Lala have her 10 pups many years ago, it is truly one of life's great moments.