LadyIsabelle2011
Ridin' The Range
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Gahh, today just was not my day . Not only do I think I'm coming down with the flu but Isabelle tried to strangle herself this evening! No joke. One minute I'm in the Kitchen trying to wrangle up a little lunch then the next I hear a very frightened scream from my goat pen. I was like, Now what would make them scream like that? I ran outside to find everything looked normal. Camellia was just standing there looking a little freaked and Isabelle was up on her dog house, munching the flower vines that grow from the garage wall. I didn't know what to make of it. Then I notice Isabelle turn and kinda look at me kinda funny, it took a moment before I realized what had happened.
One of the vines Isabelle was so nonchalantly chewing was twisted like a nose around her neck . I walked calmly into the pen, trying to keep her from freaking out and getting herself twisted up even worse, but the second I touched the latch to the gate my poor little girl tried to run to me. All the sudden there she is, hanging in mid air and freaking out, making the vine twist up just like I was afraid it was going to do. I ran in there and grabbed her, lifting her up just high enough so that she wasn't being strangled. I tired getting it off but the stupid vine was so twisted and wrapped it wouldn't come off. All I could do was stand there, already feeling very weak and tired and trying desperately to hold on to a struggling half grown goat, screaming for someone to get their buts out there and help me! Thankfully my dad heard me screaming and ran out their with a big ol' kitchen knife to slice the vines for me. In the end Isabelle was just fine, no injuries to speak of, she even went straight back to eating like nothing had happened...I think this experience was a little more traumatizing to me than in was for her
All in all, everything turned out well, but I just can't imagine what would have happened if i hadn't ran out there when I did
One of the vines Isabelle was so nonchalantly chewing was twisted like a nose around her neck . I walked calmly into the pen, trying to keep her from freaking out and getting herself twisted up even worse, but the second I touched the latch to the gate my poor little girl tried to run to me. All the sudden there she is, hanging in mid air and freaking out, making the vine twist up just like I was afraid it was going to do. I ran in there and grabbed her, lifting her up just high enough so that she wasn't being strangled. I tired getting it off but the stupid vine was so twisted and wrapped it wouldn't come off. All I could do was stand there, already feeling very weak and tired and trying desperately to hold on to a struggling half grown goat, screaming for someone to get their buts out there and help me! Thankfully my dad heard me screaming and ran out their with a big ol' kitchen knife to slice the vines for me. In the end Isabelle was just fine, no injuries to speak of, she even went straight back to eating like nothing had happened...I think this experience was a little more traumatizing to me than in was for her
All in all, everything turned out well, but I just can't imagine what would have happened if i hadn't ran out there when I did