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Nothing to Lose

31 Aug

I am still working to help my copper deficient goats.  They’ve spent their entire lives using those reserves of copper from their livers, and nobody can really tell me how to get those liver levels up to where they belong without overdosing them.

Vixen was treated with the entire herd in May.  Then she was given another gram at the beginning of August.  She started to get a little bit of pink, but now her eyes are pure white and she has no strength.  She’s had diarrhea.  I finally called the vet because I don’t know what to do for her.  Well, Dr. Schmitz doesn’t know what to do either, but she was eating well and tried to run away from us.  She acts fine other than not having a single red blood cell in her body which causes severe weakness.  We talked and decided that she had nothing left to lose, and she could be my guinea pig for giving a bigger dose of copper to try and get those levels back up to a safe level.

Even though I thought this was going to be a good-bye post, she’s hanging in there, and we’re trying to help her (and the entire herd).  I honestly don’t know how any of my goats have survived with essentially no copper in their diets for the last eight years.  Tonight she got another four grams of copper.  Hopefully, that will let her get back to close to normal.

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Canine Pedicure

13 Aug

If you remember, I quit really trying to do much training with Sky because I couldn’t keep a collar on him.  He even managed to get the harness off.

Sky

Even if I could get them to stay on, he puked in the car.  I mean really…  But when your toenails look like this and you keep trying to grab my hands, eat the toenail clippers, pull your paws away, and hug my arm when I’m trying to trim them, you have to go to the vet.

I enlisted my mother’s help, and on July  26th, we put Sky and me in the back seat and slowly backed out of the drive.  It was the first time he’d been in the car since coming home from getting fixed fourteen months before.

We went slowly up my gravel road.  I was watching closely the entire time for any sign of a coming explosion of vomit.

He sat in the car like he sits on the couch–butt sitting and paws on the floor.

He handled it well.  We stopped at my north driveway and let him out.  He didn’t pull the leash off.  I was pleased.

We kept it up and increased the distance each time.  He was soon riding like a champ.  I moved to the front seat, and he got the back all to himself.  When we got to my mom’s house and the cat was in the yard, he didn’t drag me across the yard.  I was impressed.

He figured out it was way better to stand on the seat and stick his head out the window.

That means, by the time we had to go to the vet this morning, we were doing quite well.

I was confident in our ability to get him to the vet without a major incident. Now getting the toenails trimmed is another story.  I figured we would have a muzzle and sedatives and then we might get the job done.  I was, however, pleasantly surprised.

Jody is a master dog wrestler, and Dr. Aimee was quick, so it wasn’t too bad.  Dr. Aimee even recognized that it was the sitting still that was so painful to Sky.

Dr. Aimee, Sky, and Jody

He really is an ADHD good-natured goofball.   It took all of five minutes.

Even though I’ve been working on making this happen for months (with trying to get him to stay on a leash and ride in the car.)  At least it should be easy next time he needs to go get his shots.

Another Delivery

15 Jun

Thursday was one of those days that gave me a whole week’s worth of blog material, so stick with me.  Tony was not our only new arrival on the farm yesterday.  Dolly had her babies!

Dolly and boys

Of course, she’s retiring after this year.  She’s ten–that’s the oldest I’ve had anyone have kids, and it also means she’s taken the top spot for the number of kids all for herself.  She was previously tied with Litha.

I guess she decided to go out with a bang because I had to have the vet come help her.  I couldn’t feel a kid in there (hard to do on your own), but it also took the vet quite a bit of work to get the first one out.

The second was a little easier, but he was by no means a walk in the park.

They are here and everyone is doing well!