We had a cold, hard rain last night. 249 wasn’t with her calf that was born yesterday. She was looking in the next pasture. I drove around in the next pasture.
Sure enough, the little shit had gotten separated and went throught the barb-wire fence in the storm. He was smart enough to find this cozy spot in the bushes. I caught him and carried him over to the fence and put him under.
He went right to nursing. I stuck around long enough to see him take a healthy milk poop.
The insect on the manure is Scathophagidae, or Common Yellow Dung-fly. I have known this insect my whole life; but until I researched this post, I didn’t know its name.