I am FURIOUS!!! back when I was home for Thanksgiving I noticed Henrys hooves were over grown. I begged and pleaded with my sister to help me trim them. No no no I'll doit later, I don't have time, I'll do it next week when you're in school. Stupidly I trusted her. You may wonder why I didnt doit by myself. Henryis a rather large ( 250ish )rather agressive ram who has a personal vendetta against me....I am his favorite thing to headbutt. My darling sisters a) bigger than me and b)had our dad to help. I noticed last week when we were getting ready to leave town his hooves were still over grown. We got back last night anf first thing I did this morning was got out to check on him. He was barely limping so I though ok not too bad. I tryed to get my lovely perfect little sister tocome help me again. Wouldn't ya know it she was too busy. I asked if she would at least feed the yaks so they didn't have to wait for their food. She is too busy...as she informed me and anyone else within a ten mile radius.
I concocted a plan to sneak attack Henry as he ate breakfast which work wonderfully. I then just tied his head on to the fence. I managed to trim some of his hooves...or you know part of one....It is badddddd. I don't know if he has hoof rot or not since every one else's hooves are fine. Henry has had chronic hoof problems for forever. mainly just over grown hooves. It isn't an issue any of his lambs have developed.
His hooves have cracks, over growths and one spot the could be hoof rot. I'm going to attempt fix him up as soon as I can get into the feed store. I'll be getting a solution for the hoof rot to run him and every one else through...or as many of them I can do by myself...I would have to have my dad order my sister to help..which would really make it harder than it needs to be. I'll be picking up pine tar for the cracks. And a shovel to bury my sisters grave.
My dad has jokingly ( for the most part)suggesting I take the semester off for lambing. After this I am kind of tempted to ....I pray they all lamb like they have in the past and won't need help.
Well we have come to terms. I'm pretty certain Henry is hoof rot free after reading up on it. My sister actually became super helpful after she finished whatever she was doing. Well tackle him together some time this weekend. I would say tomorrow but I feel crudddddddddy.
I successfully lived in a college dorm with out becoming sick. I've been home for week and am now ill . It actually started on Christmas eve but seems to have dug its claws in today...just a cold thank goodness ...I don't do stomach bugs .
I noticed big Bertha has a little udder . She isn't very large, though. I am a-o-kay with that. Bertha has had triplets and twins so I am quite content to let her have an easy year with just one baby to take care of. She deserves it.
Well be moving all the ewes home for the pastures sometime during my break. I won't be going back for a while since semester doesn't start till the 22.
Glad it isn't hoof rot. That would stink. Do you have a stand or fence you could secure him to for trimming? I don't know what I'd do without our stand when I have to trim our big buck. He is a sweetie but is big enough now that if he doesn't want me to do something, it probably isn't getting done.
Well still pretty coldy . Oh the joys of livestock! You can be sicker than sick and still be perfectly content to catch your death going out to see your animals . We got the sheep moved down today. We'll have to take the rams and the wethers back down to the pasture sometime.
My sister and I got in another fight . It was mutually caused...I feel bad because I say things to her when we fight that I wouldn't dream of saying to anyone else . Any way 15 minutes later we were back to being best buds...Its odd
We went to put the yaks down in the now empty sheep pasture....IT DIDNT WORK....They may be stuck in their pen till it thaws. The gates have sunk down into the mud....And now there is six inches of snow.....I hope they like their pen.
We had a cat accident here on Saturday night.
My sister was driving down to the sheep in the pasture. When it gets cold cats have a tendency to climb up into the engine. Generally, banging on the hood is enough to get them out. Well I guess she didn't bang hard enough. When she turn the engine she herd the bang thump and the yowl. She came in and got us. My dad managed to get it out of the engine. It just kind flopped out under the truck but was obviously alive. Unfortunately it was one of our extremely WILD cats.
So, we got a towel threw it over it and put it in a laundry basket with some more towels and brought it in. We were pretty certain it either had A) a broken back or B) internal bleeding. So, the trip in was really expected to be more of a death bed sort of affair. We put her in the guest bathroom shower so she could pass in peace without the other cats bothering her. The next morning she was still kicking. Not only that but she was kind enough to crawl out of her basket to poop on the rug.*sarcastic* .
So, we now knew she wasn't bleeding out internally. We were also fairly certain she didn't have a broken back, but we were uncertain since she hadn't walked in front of us.
Today, after I visited toilet and or bathroom kitty as she is now called I went out to get her some food...Not gone even three minutes. Went into the room....Bathroom Kitty wasn't in her basket! Did she disparate or what...Nope, she was hanging out behind the toilet . I stuck around and I know she has a broken back leg. We'll either see if the vet can fix it. (Truthfully, I'm not that excited to spend that much money on an extremely wild cat) or we'll let her mend in the bathroom for a few more days. Then, place her in a warm easy access straw house out side. We have lots of limping feral cats. One semi-tame cat got her paw broken....I have now clue how. We had one cat that got stuck in a trap and ripped its foot out. Hopefully, she'll heal up ok.....We aren't big on shooting cats, even the feral ones. If her back had been snapped then we would have. Because, we don't shoot the feral cats that show up I'm pretty certain my parents spend a couple hundred dollars a month on cat food. sigh, we also have distemper so of course the kittens get realllllly sick. that is the only time we are able to tame them is if they get so sick we can catch them....And then we spend five months buying antibiotics from the vet ... that's how my sister spends her summers .
That's something about the wild bathroom cat. I guess I can see not wanting to spend money on a vet for a feral cat, or shooting it either. I probably would be doing the same thing you guys are doing!
I love hearing about you and your sister and your fights. My sister and I were just like that when we were younger. We would get into the biggest screaming... biting... scratching...hair pulling fights ever! I still have a scar on my hand where she scratched me really hard one time. I used to grab her by the hair and swing her around. Ah fond memories. But then we would do this thing to make up...we called it "little big." We would do a little handshake, then a BIG handshake and we would be done fighting and be best buds again like you and your sister. I wonder where my mom was while we were doing this fighting? I don't recall any intervention on her part. lol Now my sister and I are the BEST friends in the whole world.
Haha We've definitely got past that for the most part. Although the other day she threatened me with a booger so I promptly licked my hand to threaten her with.
I am glad to announce bath room kitty didn't have a broken leg. she's also back outside. She's well enough we couldn't pick her up so we opened all the doors in the house and set her free from the bothroom. She eventually ran out after taking a brief sanctuary under the couch.
It's been pretty chilly here. 20s for high mostly. Today, was pretty cold but I didnt mind it since there wasnt any wind. As long as there's no wind I can handle just about anything. Sadly, no wind in Idaho is a rare thing . I have been having trouble keeping the chickens water thawed so I bought them some heated pet bowls.