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Trying to keep opinions to himself...because if Dylan thought about this whole thing too much, there would be some vomiting on his part...he began note-taking. When the cow starts pushing, won't take more than an hour. Right. Put the cow's head in a restraint because she might kill her young. Right. Calf should come out feet first...but if not, you'll need to reach up and...... Dylan paused. What....even.....? If the Groundskeeper had to reach up into that cow...in front of him....the Slytherin was going to spew...everywhere...or faint. Either one of those things. Looking around at everyone, he tried to imagine what that might look like and...felt matter crawling and clawing it's way back up his throat... Yea...the Captain was just going to take a moment to collect his thoughts. No one mind him... Breeeeeeathing.... |
Anya watched on excitedly. She was practically bouncing when Mr. Groundskeep was talking. It didn't even phase her that he might have to adjust the little baby!cow. ... Calf. They were called calves, right? Did she have any questions? Kinnnnnnda. But they all involved petting the pregnant cow. And she was pretty sure that request would not be granted. So instead she half bounced her way to a closer spot. She grinned at Beezus who was nearby and looked just as excited. Babehhhhh. Babybabybaby. Had she mentioned she liked babies? |
This was all so exciting. Would turning it on its side unbreech it? She moved a tiny bit closer and watched the cow. It must be aweful stand when giving birth, but then again can a cow give birth lying down? She had a lot of questions and looked around at the younger kids... she would have to be careful when asking those questions. She raised her hand, "will you be catching the baby or let it drop to the floor? " she asked. "Also, what about the cord?" She was eager to help with this and she was beaming. THIS WAS GOING TO BE SO MUCH FUN. She looked at the cow again, wondering what action was going on inside, it, it was a pity she could not see the face. She wondered if cows could grimace. |
sorry lol xD SPOILER!!: Firth! Moving on... Mr. Firth was explaining things....things that needed to be jotted down and all that. Hmm. OH! THERETHERETHERE. ASDFGHJKLSHECOULDSEETHECOW'SHEAD! And her name was Bonny. Awwwwwww. Cuuuuute. Okay, okay....Firth was saying MORE things...she had to write those down.....Cows were mammals and seemed to have very close maternal and pregnancy aspects as humans. Except for some things....that she had questions about. But she didn't interrupt him as he talked just yet. The brunette kept her questions on the back of her mind and pulled them out when the Groundskeeper asked for any questions from their group. HERE. Beezus Hand up up up. "Siiiiiiiiiiiir..." Beam! "Breeched calf? So it's unlike humans in that aspect, then? Because our normal orientation is that the head would come first, right?" The cephalic way. "Also.....if the head comes out first, wouldn't it hurt the mother cow so much if you turn it's baby around inside it's womb? We, humans make use of cutting in the abdomen if the mother can't push the baby out anymore....it's called ceraria.....oh I forgot what it was." Hehehhhhh. Embarrassing. "Is it not applicable to cows? To lessen the pain on the mother's part?" Quote:
She had to raise her hand again, Mr. Firth. This was a question. "Oh, oh, oh...I have the same question as her, sir...." Beezus smiled slightly at the girl. "Do you know how many babies Bonny will give birth to? Is there a way to find that out? Is there such a thing as an ultrasound spell?" More beaaaaaming. She was very curious about this things. Quote:
....OH. She had another question. And this was a serious one. "Do we get to name the baby OR babies?" By we, she meant them....the students. They named a baby dragon before. MEEP. MEEP. It would be so afbjfblabflaexciting if they can...she was thinking of possible names already, truth be told. |
Ella was listening and totally not freaked out. ...Totally. She liked the fact that Mr. Firth had made sure the cow wouldn't hurt herself or the baby. That was good. She couldn't imagine the cow having done all that work just to step on the poor little ickle. MEEP! That would be terrible. Yeah, best not to worry about such things as precautions had already been taken to prevent them. As for questions, Ella didn't have any. Well she was thinking about ice cream because she could use some right now considering there was a baby being born and ice cream was a celebratory kind of treat. What better way to celebrate a new little ickle cow, yeah? ...She didn't think Professor Firth wanted to talk about ice cream, though. Sigh. |
Text Cut: Alice Alright, a question! That meant that at least one student had been paying attention and was engaged and interested enough to be curious. So he couldn’t be 100% boring then, right? He smiled at the Gryffindor Captain who, unlike the other student leader in her house, was behaving herself admirably. “If yeh’d like to!” He wasn’t going to force anyone to if they didn’t want. Not for that part, at least. Text Cut: Alexa He saw an anxious hand fly up and nodded toward its owner, Alexa Cambridge. I should have known it would be something like that. “Well yes, there’s a chance. However, I think i’s safer ter say that chance is small. VERY small.” As in… that was definitely not going to be happening in this lesson. Text Cut: Caterina Turning towards the next question, he said, “Correct. No I don’. We’ll jus’ have ter wait an’ see when it—or they—come out!” Maybe if he had used one of those Muggle things—what were they called? Right—z-ray machines then he would, but it didn’t much matter to the Scotsman, so it would just be a surprise for everyone. “It’ll be a good surprise fer all of us.” Text Cut: Minerva Great Scot, that was a lot of questions! “Eh, I’ll try ter answer everythin’, but if I forget somethin’ I’m sorry.” He needed a memory potion if he was going to keep up with Minerva, clearly. “Yes yeh are,” he began. To the group as a whole, he said, “An’ if yeh want a better look, step towards the front. If yeh’re a bit squeamish, I suggest steppin’ ter the back.” He eyed the Slytherin Captain especially, who looked ready to hurl before anything had even happened. “Yes Minerva, jus’ come see me in a few days once I’ve got Bonny an’ the little one settled in. That goes for anyone else as well,” he said kindly. He continued on. “Well she’s havin’ contractions, which is a painful process ter be sure. Bu’ I’ve bin doin’ all I can for her, don’t yeh worry too much. Professor Barlow here has helped with plenty o’ births, so she’s also very knowledgeable with these things.” Text Cut: ”Beezus the Baby Crazy Castell” And it was The Squealer again now. She really had a thing for little ones, didn’t she? She was one of THOSE. “Right. Humans are usually head firs’, but the way the calf’s legs bend, i’s safer for it ter come out feet first.” He didn’t know about all those fancy words she was using, nor was he sure why she knew them. “As fer cuttin’ in the abdomen, I don’ think Bonny would stay still long enough, ter be honest.” Human mothers knew it was for their own good, but cows? …not so much. “The highland is the mos’ hearty breed of cow there is. Mother and calf will both be fine, don’ worry.” He finished with a kind smile. Now round two of her questions. “Nope! It’ll be a surprise to me as well as ter yeh all.” Hadn’t he already said that? Maybe all her squealing was impairing her hearing? “If there is such a spell, ’m not aware of it.” Perhaps it was a better question for Sophia, Peyton, or Ivy. Oh, this was going to crush her little girly spirit. “No, actually. I’m, well.. ‘m not actually going ter be keepin’ the calf, yeh see.” He swallowed somewhat nervously. “It will be here until i’s ready ter leave its mother, but then I have a buyer from up aroun’ Inverness who wants ter start a herd.” Hopefully she wouldn’t cry at the last bit. “I told the Headmistress I’d sell the baby an’ put the money towards the financial shortages.” And helped to atone for the whole ‘highland cows in Annie’s office’ incident in the process. “An’ tha’s all I’m going ter say about that, so please, no questions or protests.” That part was more of an order than a request. Text Cut: Sarah Well, the Lion had provided him with a perfect way to both get off that sticky subject and transition into the next bit of the proceedings, so he addressed her questions out of order a bit. “Cattle do still have an umbilical cord, yes, bu’ in the wild obviously there’s no human there ter cut it. Th’ cord will break off by itself during delivery so there’s not really a chance of it wrappin’ around the calf or anything.” But even if it didn’t, Ali and Peyton would be there to troubleshoot. He chuckled a bit as he got a mental picture of a baby highland plopping out of its mother with a loud moo. “Well in th’ wild the baby would jus’ drop, seeing as i’s not really that far ter begin with. Bu’ I’ll be doin’ my best ter catch it all the same. But jus' in case, we'll lay down a nice bed o' straw underneath.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Which led him to the next part of the lesson. And a good thing, too, because Bonny chose that moment to give a loud, protesting MOO. "Right. So while I check on Bonny, I want yeh lot ter gather fresh, clean hay. Pile some underneath Bonny an' around her ter make a bed, and also a second, smaller bunch fer a bed over there," he said, pointing to the next stall over from where Bonny stood. Gesturing with his head, he continued by saying, "There's bales over there for yeh ter use; try to pick the soft stuff, eh? An' don' worry about gettin' close ter Bonny. I'll make sure she doesn' hurt yeh." As the students got to work, he retreated to where Bonny stood and tended to her, trusting Peyton to supervise. OOC: Go ahead and have your charries RP gathering hay and creating a bed. This should be done in 2-3 posts for full credit. You will have approximately 16-24 hours to finish. |
Post 1 Kace was getting a bit squeamish thinking about experiencing a cow birth. He was gonna close his eyes....yeah he was gonna do that when that happened. He wondered if the cow could give birth to twins. He was gonna ask that now before he moved on. He heard someone ask the same question and he got his answer. Then he heard the professor move on and he needed to collect hay. Oooooohhh so they could make a nest for her. That made sense. He nodded and scurried around for some hay to put near the cow. If he was close to the cow, the professor made sure the cow wouldn't hurt him. He felt safe. He collected the hay and put it near the cow and made sure she was comfortable. "Here you go girl." he smiled to her. |
Post 1 He was going to SELL the baby? WIBBLE! But the baby was...just a baby! It needed it's mother! Kids needed their mom for reasons and just... and... Chin!Wobble! And great, now Ella had ALL the mom feels ever and she wanted to go hide in her own bed of hay but noooooo, she had to help in the birth of a little cow who was going to be torn from its mother when the time was right for profit. FROWN. Now she really wanted ice cream. ...Alec hugs too. Trying not to pout, the sixteen year old focused on the task at hand and headed over towards the hay bales. She then began her search for the softest hay available. |
Post 1 No? Boo. She was ready to see something epic, birth's weren't epic and the calf wasn't going to be born rabid. She was beginning to think she should have stayed down in the kitchen and skipped this class. Ice-cream was more epic than a calf that couldn't do anything. OH JOY! THEY WERE GATHERING HAY NOW. Greeeeeeeeat--wait. Wait. Muggle farmers gathered hay, didn't they?? It was like...something they did and they had the pointy pitch forks and they stuck annoying people with them and got to have straw in their mouth while leaning against rusty old tractors and talking like they'd never been to a class were phonics was taught!! Eeep!!!! She could do that!!!! "I call pitch fork!!!" There was obviously a pitch fork somewhere in there and she was going to jab at the hay to make it looser for everyone else. They were sooooo welcome!!! BEAM. First things first. Find a pitch fork. |
Post #1 Baby and mother. Separated. At birth. Nope, Alec was not shuffling and frowning for certain reasons. ... Shuffle. But they had a task to complete, yeah? Forcing a smile on his face, the sixteen year old headed over towards the stacks of hay and started patting them, trying to find one of the softer ones. That's what Firth had said, yeah? Try to get some of the softer ones... and not to worry about getting too close to Bonny, the cow. Bonny, the highland cow... it was a shame that they couldn't name the baby too. What name would you even give to a baby!cow? One that also started with B? If so, and if it was a boy!cow, Alec would have totally offered his middle name. ... On second thoughts... Blake the cow was not a great name. Nah. Shrugging, the boy continued to pat the hay. Soft hay, where are you? And the Hufflepuff sent confused looks over towards Candy Girl. Very... very confused looks. |
Ahem... a minor freak out. Groundskeeper say WHAT?! Anya nearly hyperventilated. Theyweretakingawaythebabycow? Nooooo. She... she was going to see that cow be born! They couldn't just... get rid of it. The Gryffindor's eyes watered. He couldn't sell it to a herdsmen. Herds were eaten. Baby!cow could not be eaten. "Wait!" she said suddenly. "How much is he paying? My brother needs a cow." Not really. But... Destiny would be easy to convince and Carter would do whatever Destiny said. ... and then the cow would be safe and Anya could pet it all the time. |
Post 2 Where WAS it??? Didn't the Professor know that all equipment that had the potential to double as USEFUL STUFF were meant to be kept at the front of the barn for the sake of convenience??? Geeeeez. She kept looking, made it all the way to the back before she finally found one. Ah hah!!!! "FOUND ONE!!!" You know, in case anyone cared. Lex skipped back to the bales of hay and began jabbing away at one of them to loosen the clumps and such. JABJABJAB. Jab. Jab. Lalalalaalalala, this was a good way to spend a class. La de dah de dah. Mm mmm mm m mmmm. She dropped the pitch fork and began gathering the hay. "No one touch that." Had to make that clear before she skipped off. Lex carefully placed the hay around Bonny and of course she was staring at the cow, like STARING but pffft, cows weren't self-conscious, it shouldn't matter. BACK TO THE PITCH FORK!!! |
Post 2 Lex with a pitch fork? There was the worst idea ever. The blonde casually took several steps away from the younger girl, wanting to avoid being jabbed by accident. Y'know, just being careful. "Be careful with that thing, okay?" She called over, giving the gryffindor a tiny smile. She was still sulking too, y'know. Sulking and gathering soft hay up into her arms. She spotted Alec and gave him a knowing look because yeah, he was probably thinking the same kind of stuff she was right now and ice cream was happening right after the lesson, yeah? She'd already decided this. Arms now full, the sixteen year old headed back over to the stall so she could help make a bed for the Momma!cow. And had Anya just said Carter needed a cow. That...was her brother, yeah? Was he going to save baby!cow from the herders? WAS HE?! The blonde bit her lip and hoped so because she didn't want the little thing being SOLD to a big mean herder who herded little cows far away from their moms. |
Post 1 Jake gave Anya a look. Carter needed a cow? The last thing Carter needed was a cow. Jake knew. He spent a week over the summer tending to the zoo that Carter and Destiny called pets. He didn't say anything, though. Anya was probably just sad that the baby cow would be taken from its mother. Not that going to Carter's would change that, but... oh well. The thing had to be born first to go anywhere, right? And it needed a soft place to land when it... fell. So Jake got to work, heading to the bales of hay and digging his hand in to make sure he got the softer stuff. He pat the hay with his free hand, wondering how any of it would be a nice place to come into the world on. But the groundskeeper clearly knew what he was talking about, so the Prefect did as they were told and made a contribution to the bed thing. In the stall. For the calf. He wasn't going near the cow just yet. |
Post 3 In the middle of more jabbing she heard Ella asking her to be careful. She gave the girl a wide grin. "I will!!! I'm like an expert with this thing!!" Said the girl who'd never held or operated a pitch fork before in her entire life. Eh, detail details. She looked over at people helping to make the baby!cow's bed but she would pass on that. Again, she didn't like babies, nothing personal Bonny's baby, you are what you're born as. She went back to jabbing at the bale of hay, technically she was helping lots. By doing this it was easier for people to get clumps of hay. Now wasn't she just a giver??? JABJABJAB. With more in hand she made her way over to Bonny once again. Still nothing on the birthing thing yet? Come oooooon, how long did things like this take anyway? She could only remain interested for so long. Short attention span you see. She placed the hay where it was most needed and she did it quickly. In her mind someone would take the pitch fork and want their turn. Noooooo. Just no. |
Post 1 Mo was going to scoot over to let Alice share his spot peering right over the fence, but then they were dismissed to collect hay. Collect hay. Some people got to rub the baby to help it breathe, but everyone else was collecting hay. Did the Groundskeeper not know how good a catcher Mo was? He squatted down on the other side of the fence, putting his eyes to the gap between the boards and peering through at Mr. Firth and Bonny. He shifted slightly to put his mouth to the gap. "You should name that baby something Hogwartsy so she knows where she came from, sir. And also I'd like to rub her after she is born if you're taking volunteers." And just so he knew how good a listener Mo was, Mo fed a length of straw through the gap and let it flutter through to the ground. And then a second bit of straw. And then a third. "You just think about it while I go rescue people from Gryffindor Amazons." He dropped a fourth piece of straw through the gap before stalking off to get the pitchfork from Lex. |
Post 3 She was an expert? That...was news. The blonde eyed the younger girl curiously for a minute or two and then shrugged. No reason not to believe her, yeah? ... Ella made her way towards Bonny, armload of soft hay ready to be placed on her bed. She avoided all eye contact with the groundskeeper cause she was still a bit cross about the whole baby!cow selling business. Just saying. Instead she started to lay the hay down under the cow, hoping she wasn't in too much pain. As she worked, the blonde felt the bed curiously and was relieved to feel that it seemed quite comfy. She figured the cow would need a good place to rest after the whole birthing thing and was happy to be able to provide one. Not... that the hay was hers or anything but she was still helping! YUP! When she was out of hay, the sixteen year old gave the cow an encouraging smile and headed off for more. |
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But she stopped jumping when Firth mentioned that they were separating the baby from its parent. Like.. like abandonment? Alice's enthusiasm died noticeably, though she wasn't quite sulky yet. A bit disheartened, though. For reasons. Poor calf. It'd know it's parent wanted it, yeah? Bonny didn't want to leave him, and Firth was obviously trying to scar the baby cow for the rest of his or her life. Totally was. Still, the image of Lex stabbing things with a pitch fork made her smile a bit more, and she began to search for the softest hay she could find with everyone else. |
Post 1 While she was waiting for an answer, Anya decided to help with the bed. She went to the haystack. Now. She needed a bale that was both smaller than her (so she can lift it) and also soft. She painstakingly touched bales before settling on one. She carried it over and laid it out carefully under the mum!cow. "It's okay." she whispered softly. "I'm going to try and save your baby." She already had petition and button and banner ideas going through her head. |
She's not sharing xD The hay was getting looser and looser. CLEARLY she was doing a good job and should BE LEFT WITH THE PITCH FORK. Eyes on you Mo. She saw him walking toward her and it only made her grip on her pitch fork tightened. Hadn't he gotten the memo? The nice shiny memo that said it was HERS and she WASN'T letting anyone else have it? He could have the hay she'd loosened, that was fine but the fork...not so much. Besides, Vivi said she shouldn't break her brother...he could hurt himself with this thing. ... Or you know, maybe he just wanted to work next to her. She was fine with that. That wouldn't be a problem. Lex went on jabbing. JB. JAB. JAB. Besides, he wouldn't try taking it while it was in action. Noooope. All was good. She was keeping the pitch fork, thanks. |
Post 1 Minerva blushed a bit knowing she had rambled a ton of questions at Mr. Firth. Not the time to take away his focus, she nodded and decided she would go see him later about it more or find some books in the library. Which ever she was wanting to know more at some point. Looking from the cow to the adults Minerva's excitement grew and she bounced a bit edging closer and closer. They really were going to see this. It was so interesting to watch, but was it going to be horror movie gross, that was a fear in her head. Listening to the instructions Minerva turned and headed to find the straw or was it hay. Honestly she wasn't sure of the difference, but whatever it was needed just the same. She saw Alexa with a pitch fork.. What! Alexa with a pitch fork.. Looking around, was anyone else a little concerned by this or was it just her. Seemed to be just her, alrighty then, no.. no seemed that Ella had the same thoughts. She turned and looked at the hey. They could use their wands, right? Pulling out her wand she levitated the hay and headed towards Mr. Firth to help make a bed for the mom cow since everyone seemed a bit over excited about the baby. Mommy needed attention too.. She was the one going through all the pain at the moment. |
Post 1. Yep, Dylan's quill was still flying over paper as Mr. Firth began talking again...There were a bunch of details and whatnot...and he personally braced himself when he heard that they'd made plans to sell the cow's baby. Welp, Beezus was going to be devastated about that one... Ahem. ...and hay. They were to gather hay. Dylan figured that was easy enough to accomplish and put his notebook away momentarily. Couldn't very well gather the golden colored stuff if he was holding THAT, could he? Gravitating towards the stacks that Mr. Firth had mentioned, he did what he was told and looked for the softer pieces. They needed to make two separate beds...So, a lot of hay was going to be needed. He collected as much as he could humanly carry before heading towards the cow. Bonny? Isn't that what her name was? He started carefully stuffing it around her body...Merlin, this was weird... |
Post 1 Selling the baby cow? That just seemed cruel. But it seemed that Mr. Firth wasn't so happy about it, either. Which meant that the Headmistress was behind that particular idea. Anyway, they were expected to help make a bed for momma cow and her calf. Lovely. Though, it might not be so bad if she could just stick to making the seperate one. Which is exactly what Sky did. Making her over to one of the bales, she picked out the softest batches of hay she could find. Once she had an armful, she laid it down where the groundskeeper had indicated, then went back for more. |
Post 1 Marigold was driven to find the softest, comfiest, fluffiest hay EVER! She hopped over to try and find some. It was sad, though, that the baby cow would be sold so soon. Maybe she could buy it? If ministry officials like her dad wanted baby cows. |
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And he threw handfuls of hay at her. There. Good deed done, and now Mo could take a pile of hay back to where they were building a nice bed for Bonny and baby cow. Not exactly a strenuous task, but at least they were helping. |
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