Tag Archives: Vixen

Vixen

6 Sep

When the goats came up from pasture last night, Vixen wasn’t with them.  I found her in pasture already gone.  I think she must have had a heart attack from the anemia.

Vixen Osboer (18 March 2010 – 5 September 2018)

I will miss my girl.  She was not friendly.  I couldn’t touch her unless I had food.  Then I couldn’t get rid of her.  But she always made me smile.

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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.

The End of Summer

19 Aug

I’ve said it before:  the end of summer–from the first of August until the true start of fall– is my least favorite time of year.  It’s when the grass is getting eaten down and the risk of worms in the goats increase.

Margarita

There’s still green everywhere, and I still have to try to keep the yard mowed, and it’s also the busiest time for trying to put up the produce.

plums

This past week, I canned my first batch of roasted tomato sauce.  I still have several batches of sauce to do and some cold packed tomatoes also.

I’ve begun milking in earnest now, and I’m getting about six quarts of milk each day, so I’m working hard to make sure it all gets processed into yummy foods.

draining feta cheese

I’m also working on getting enough frozen for next year’s kids.

Anubus

It’s very easily the busiest time of year for me on the farm (with the exception of the crazy week of spring break babies), and I enjoy so many of the things going on (except the worms).  Then, in the middle of it all, I have to go back to teaching.

I’m not ready.  I’m never ready to leave everyone and go back to a full-time off-farm job, but after twenty-five years of teaching, it gets harder and harder.  As the herd grows older, it seems like I’m constantly evaluating who I can’t leave home all day, and do I need to have someone euthanized because of their risk of falling and getting stuck down.  I don’t have anyone at that point this year (thankful for that).

Vixen

I’m trying to figure out how I will get everyone their supplemental feeding when I’m going to be gone all day because I’m still building Aurora up and giving extra care to some of the goats struggling with the lack of copper.

Aurora

There’s so much to be done, and it’s hard enough to get it accomplished when I’m here all day.

And my dog and I are going to have a hard time being separated from each other for the whole day.  He’s been glued to my side (or sitting by the gate) the entire summer.

Sky

If my posts become shorter, you’ll know it’s because I’m frantically trying to get everything done and I’m back to work too, wishing I were home.