Funny story. Once I was delivering a calf just like Dr. Pol in that picture and it was at night. The owner had called me and told me where it was and when I got there no one was around so I started right away repositioning the calf. I was laid out moving the calf’s head inside the uterus when I felt a lick on my neck. I didn’t know the owner had buffalo in the pasture also and having grown up near Lawton, Oklahoma, knew the dangers of them. I almost had a heart attack. I pulled the calf and quickly exited the pasture.
So... you got Buffaloed.