
One of the reasons I moved away from the farm. My hands are long but very narrow - so just guess who kept getting woken at all hours to deal with stuck lambs and prolapses. 
Oh, don't even get me started with prolapses. That's always discovered almost too late, and you've gotta get her outta the brush and on the ground some how without her snagging up on anything... Still in a blizzard, mind you...
The nice part is, the calf came out ok, but she's hid him somewhere, and you've gotta find him before he dies... It is necessary to start where he ain't and look like you're looking for him for at least 4 hours, just to get that out of the way, so that you can find him quickly once dawn weakly breaks.
I do not have long hands. My meat grabbers are clubs. and my arms are thick. Not the sort a cow might appreciate, but that's how it goes, because the mountain boys are always the ones riding at night.
