Farmer finds newborn calf freezing in the snow — and saves his life with a hot tub

Many animals are vulnerable to the risks of cold weather, just like people are. They are susceptible to conditions like hypothermia and frostbite, so it is always encouraging when people go above and beyond to keep them warm.

Like the farmer who used a really creative and surprising solution to improvise and rescue the life of a freezing baby cow.

Dean Gangwer farms in Rossville, Indiana, and he raises cattle there. In 2015, Dean came upon a surprising new addition to his property on a chilly morning.

He had no idea that one of his cows had given birth in the middle of the night. Sadly, she gave birth to her calf on top of a mound of snow, and the little one was now freezing.

Dean struggled to keep his eyes open and could see that the calf was breathing heavily. In an attempt to save the cow, he raced it to his house.

Using his knowledge of cattle, he determined that the calf required a hot bath. and Dean just so happened to have his hot tub, the ideal cow-sized bath, ready to go!

As strange as it may sound, the strategy was a huge success.

Leroy and I had a wonderful bath for an hour after I got in fully clothed and held him up to prevent him from drowning, Dean said WRTV. “We both came out warm and I think the end story’s going to be great for him.”

Warm, warming blankets were put around the farmer’s calf following that calming jacuzzi session.

The calf’s name is Leroy. The cow was soon prepared to rejoin the herd when his body temperature stabilized.

While the farmer’s decision to share his hot tub with the cows was a thoughtful and quick decision that helped rescue the small cow, he says that it won’t happen often.

“Leroy has concluded his hot-tubbing,” he declared. “His days in the hot tub are definitely over, but he may still sunbathe occasionally in the grass in the future.”

Single Father of Two Daughters Wakes Up to Make Breakfast, Discovers It’s Already Prepared

As a single dad juggling work and two young daughters, Jack never expected to find a stranger’s homemade pancakes on his kitchen table one morning. When he discovers the mysterious benefactor, her shocking story of hardship and gratitude changes his life forever, forging an unexpected bond between them.

Being a single dad to two little girls, Emma, who was 4, and Lily, who was 5, was the hardest job I ever had. My wife left us to travel the world, and now it was just me and the girls. I loved them more than anything, but balancing work, cooking, and taking care of everything at home left me exhausted.

Every morning, I woke up early. First, I went to wake the girls.

“Emma, Lily, time to get up!” I called softly, opening their bedroom door.

Lily rubbed her eyes and sat up. “Good morning, Daddy,” she said, yawning.

Emma, still half asleep, mumbled, “I don’t want to get up.”

I smiled. “Come on, sweetie. We have to get ready for daycare.”

I helped them get dressed. Lily picked her favorite dress, the one with the flowers, while Emma chose her pink shirt and jeans. Once they were dressed, we all headed downstairs.

I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. The plan was simple: oatmeal with milk. But when I entered the kitchen, I stopped in my tracks. There, on the table, were three plates of freshly made pancakes with jam and fruit.

“Girls, did you see this?” I asked, puzzled.

Lily’s eyes widened. “Wow, pancakes! Did you make them, Daddy?”

I shook my head. “No, I didn’t. Maybe Aunt Sarah stopped by early.”

I picked up my phone and called my sister, Sarah.

“Hey, Sarah, did you come by this morning?” I asked as soon as she picked up.

“No, why?” Sarah sounded confused.

“Never mind, it’s nothing,” I said, hanging up. I checked the doors and windows, but everything was locked. There was no sign of anyone breaking in.

“Is it safe to eat, Daddy?” Emma asked, looking at the pancakes with big eyes.

I decided to taste them first. They were delicious and seemed perfectly fine. “I think it’s okay. Let’s eat,” I said.

The girls cheered and dug into their breakfast. I couldn’t stop thinking about who could have made the pancakes. It was strange, but I decided to let it go for now. I had to get to work.

After breakfast, I dropped Emma and Lily off at daycare. “Have a good day, my loves,” I said, kissing them goodbye.

At work, I couldn’t focus. My mind kept going back to the mysterious pancakes. Who could have done it? Why? When I returned home that evening, I got another surprise. The lawn, which I hadn’t had time to mow, was neatly cut.

I stood in my yard, scratching my head. “This is getting weird,” I muttered to myself. I checked the house again, but everything was in order.

The next morning, I decided to find out who was helping me. I got up earlier than usual and hid in the kitchen, peeking through a small gap in the door. At 6 a.m., I saw a woman climb in through the window.

She was wearing old postal worker clothes. I watched as she started washing the dishes from the night before. She then pulled out some cottage cheese from her bag and began making pancakes.

My stomach growled loudly. The woman turned around, startled. She quickly turned off the gas and ran towards the window.

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