Geriatric Farm

1 Mar

Leo is really showing his age. He is nineteen.  I think he’s having seizures.  I talked to the vets, and they said it is not uncommon at his age and having had diabetes.  Sadly, there’s not a lot they can do, so I just am trying to keep him as safe and comfortable and happy as long as I can.


I’m not sure how much longer I can do that.  My poor boy.

I also have lots of old goats.  When I expanded my herd, it was not a well thought out plan what would happen when I retired all those goats.


I have some that I am not sure will make it through the winter, even though we’re almost past winter.


After losing Clover this weekend, there are eighteen who I expect to lose in the next three years just because of how old they are.


I keep babying some of them with the insulated building, heat lamps, and extra feed.

Cookie (front) and Maggie (back)

Hopefully, when real spring and summer gets here, they’ll rally and enjoy themselves again.  But I can promise there will be a lot of good-byes in the next few years.  Just remember all the good times and don’t be sad for me.

6 Responses to “Geriatric Farm”

  1. Mary Ann March 1, 2020 at 6:16 pm #

    Oh, Teresa…that’s the bad part of having animals. It sounds like Leo had a wonderful run.

    • Teresa March 1, 2020 at 6:27 pm #

      He’s still haning in there, but I’m not sure how much longer he’ll have a quality of life to let me keep him going. It will depend on the frequency and severity of the seizures.

  2. Jeanne March 2, 2020 at 1:46 am #

    I certainly know how hard it is to have to give up a beloved animal. Right now, my daughter and I are expecting to have to bury her 13 year old service dog tomorrow. If he makes it through the night, we’ll have to take him to the vet to have him put to sleep. He can barely walk, and falls often. His heartbeat is very irregular.

    Have a good week!

    • Teresa March 2, 2020 at 6:16 am #

      I am so sorry, Jeanne. I will keep all three of you in my thoughts.

  3. janicead March 2, 2020 at 11:55 am #

    Animals become a part of our family. When my husband was young they had a milk cow. He liked to curl up with Goldie when she was resting. He likes to remember resting his back against her. Our first cat, Priscilla, was with us for about 19 years. She asked to go outside one day and we never saw her again.

    • Teresa March 2, 2020 at 12:07 pm #

      They truly are family no matter what species.

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