I can’t contain my delight so I’m yelling it from the rooftops.
For those of who are are scratching their heads in puzzlement, let me explain.
Gracie is a 10 year old LaMancha goat.
I came home several weeks ago to find her flat on her side, unable to move so I dragged her into the barn, said a prayer and got to work on trying to get her on the road to health again.
This icy cold weather has done a number on my animals – the fluctuating temperatures are very hard on healthy animals, let alone the young and old or compromised.
She had a nasty chest infection so I got a shot from the vet and settled in with supportive car, a big warm blankie, warm water heated to 72F, probiotics, horse feed, you name it, she probably got it, along with daily B12 injections and drenching with propolyn glycol for energy. and making sure she got moved 2x a day (I work full time as well) so she wasn’t laying in her own waste.
My biggest worry was keeping her warm and getting in calories that we could meet and then exceed her requirement.
She got over her chest infection and slowly started to regain her sparkle. At the same time, she got joined by Vere, a little icelandic lamb who got a chest infection and couldn’t’ stand either. So the two of them got to be The Barn Belles and both got all the same goodies and turned into pin cushions with daily injections.
Vere made it up onto her elbows about 2 weeks ago – she is now practicing for the Kentucky Derby as she is zooting all over the barn – she’s not completely on all 4 lets yet, she is sort of walking on her ‘wrists’ – I’m confident she will walk normally in time. She even whacks my shins with her head when she feels I’m not moving fast enough with the feed for her liking lol.
Anyway, Vere has been a great barn companion to Gracie, helping motivate her and just in general they get along well.
Well, I had an awful weekend – migraine that wouldn’t quit, anniversary of my mom’s death, and then I lost Viola and Miss Priss, both on the same day so spent the day on Monday bawling and dealing with the necessary details and feeling like a complete failure as both a human being and a farmer.
This sets the stage for you to understand WHY its such a big deal that GRACIE STOOD BY HERSELF LAST NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!
She fell over after taking two very wobbly steps, but she STOOD. I shrieked in delight – scared the bejusus out of the barn cats and the rest of the sheep who were peering through the glass door to see what the dickens their crazy shepherd was up to now – Icelandic sheep are very inquisitive as it is. She THEN tried to drag herself to where I was standing at the feeding station so I’d hurry up with dinner. I think I cracked my face with the big smile I wore as I rushed over with the feeding pan and plopped it in front of her, almost tripping over the zooting Vere in my rush.
I sat down to watch my Belles eat and it was just a perfect moment.
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