01/21/2023
Itās been a while since I was able to just come and sit with the herd. Between work and a home renovation, my time has been spread thin and the only time Iāve spent with the caprine crew has been feed time and doing their monthly preventives. In the past 4 weeks we lost two goats, one being my heart goat, Nattie, the other our mellowed out Lamancha wether, Billy. Both took us by complete surprise.
Four weeks ago Billy had somehow got in the hayloft and ingested an entire loop of hay twine. It had to have happened overnight because when they were checked the night before he was alive, well and mellowed out like your neighborhood pothead.. the usual for him. He was my husbandās favorite and Billy followed him around like a dog.
Nattie. This one hurts horribly and is very raw still. I came out Wednesday morning to one of the goats with their heads stuck. When I went to get her loose I noticed Nattie had something on her side, which I thought was a wet, muddy spot. Got Screamer loose, gave hay and when I went to leave Nattie didnāt move and didnāt offer to run to hay, which is not like her. I checked her and sure enough there was an injury to her side. I scooped her up and rushed her to the truck and flew to our friends at Martin Veterinary Services. What everyone felt would be a simple clip, clean and suture turned into Nattie being opened up. The vet found internal trauma, including intestinal damage and Nattieās chances of recovery were grim. I couldnāt put her through more pain and suffering and asked the vet to end her suffering while she was still sedated. Nattie would have been 3 years old on Valentines Day. She was our second goat, but first ever bottle baby. She was a house goat for months and my shadow. She went everywhere with me, including road trips to add more goats to our herd.
The farm is a little quieter this morning and Iām not having to fight anyone out of my coffee cup. It will get easier and we will find a new ānormalā, but this morning it just hurts.