Friday, March 14, 2008

Lessons Learned

We continue to make progress with Lucky. She now spends the majority of the day out in the pasture with everyone else. She grazes and frolics and naps and in general seems quite happy.

We pop out periodically to give her a bottle, and occasionally she'll come back into the house to curl up with mom and dad, but for the most part, she seems to be adjusting to life on the outside.

She still sleeps in the house although last night we left her in the pasture until 10:30pm as we were out to dinner. Of course, as soon as we got out of the car and called her name, she came running like a little puppy. We love her so much, it's scary.

Monday will mark six weeks from when the first 3 babies were born – it’s hard to believe we made it this far. In some ways, I feel like this was redemption for Claudette. Had we known even a fraction then of what we know now, I feel as though we could have saved her. Her death in many ways was a result of our inexperience and stupidity, and while I won’t beat myself up over it, I am all too well aware of why things happened and our basic failures as pet parents. Truth be told – we took on the business of having goats in a very casual manner and were not at all prepared for what actually happened. The lessons we learned, we learned the hard way.

Of course – it’s not all peaches and cream over here. We noticed on Tuesday afternoon that Peanut was limping. He’s not bleeding, flowing (the vet’s word choice) or dangling askew but it’s clear he can’t put pressure on his back left leg. We put him up Tuesday night and gave him some baby aspirin for the pain (I could have given him the bamamine I have in the fridge for Dixie but I would have had to measure out a fraction of what’s already in the syringe, transfer it to another syringe, and inject it subcutaneously in his neck and I just wasn’t prepared to do all that). We let him out Wednesday and then tried to put him up again on Wednesday night so he could rest his leg but I’ll tell you what – the little bugger is fast – even on 3 legs. Could not catch him so we’ve let him be. He’s still limping – although he manages to get around quite well. The vet is coming on Tuesday to take a look as well as to “snip snip” all 3 little boys.

And if that ain’t country, I’ll kiss your…