Friday, April 05, 2013

A change of plans

My guys left yesterday for a long weekend in Nebraska, and I was supposed to drive over to the coast this evening for a women's retreat. But this morning Bonny was lame – very lame – in her right rear.
It's possible she could have been lame last night; by the time I got home to do chores after taking Rick and Brian to the airport, running errands, and taking a class (more on that later), it was late and dark. She could have been hobbling when the sheep ran into the fold from the wooded lot without me noticing it. But this morning I kept the sheep in to fill up on hay before letting them have a few hours on grass before I left, and took the opportunity to put a bigger coat on Bing and trim feet on the rest of the sheep (I had already done the three I rooed, plus Browning).
Bing is black as black can be, and produced a stunning, crimpy fleece

I noticed Bonny limping, so I caught her and ran my hands down her hip and leg without feeling anything amiss. She was otherwise bright and alert and not grinding her teeth, so I figured she had been bashed (probably by Bart) and would be fine. A couple hours later I turned the sheep into the pasture, and although she was still hobbling, she started gobbling grass with the rest. But as the afternoon wore on, I noticed her laying down more, and hobbling worse when she did move. I cancelled my weekend plans and went about dragging the chain link panels back into the fold to set up a hospital corner.
Notice that the patient still has a good appetite 

Once I got the sheep in and Bonny separated from the rowdies, I went over her leg again from hip to hoof, but still can't find the problem. I hoping a dose of Banamine and rest will bring some improvement by morning.

My calendar unexpectedly wiped clean, I find myself in an oasis of time and quiet. I stopped and "smelled the roses" (below) before coming inside to dine on exactly what I wanted to eat. Now inspirational music is playing, the dogs are napping, rain is tap-dancing on the roof vents, and my knitting is beside me. I do believe God knew just what I needed this Sabbath!








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14 comments:

Tina T-P said...

Your camera takes such vibrant pictures - good job - I liked the little rain drops on some of them. Enjoy your time and space! T.

Tombstone Livestock said...

Enjoy your quiet time, beautiful flowers but I don't see the roses you were smelling, LOL. I think sheep are like us sometimes and maybe she just sprained her foot. Hope she is better today.

Stephen Andrew said...

Hope the patient is feeling better. A lucky girl she is that you press pause on the rest of the world for her! I know what you mean, surprise empty time is a wonderful gift. In Ohio our spring is so far behind yours!

Lori Skoog said...

You are such a good Mom to your animals. Hope things are improving in the hind leg department and that you were able to enjoy your "quiet" time. The photos are terrific...our spring is not there yet.

Tammy said...

She'll most likely be fine Michelle. I'm sure you've checked in between her 'claw' to make sure there isn't a rock or stick lodged? I've seen that a few times--sometimes a little stob broken off in there. She probably turned it or has a sprain like someone suggested while doing silly sheep moves. Most times when one comes up lame here, in a few days they are fine again. I always check them out, but usually nothing to see. When it's really muddy is the worst times it seems. (they get clods of mud between hooves or more easily turn a leg wrong). Right now I have the walking wounded here. Shearing was a mess here--between some serious cuts from the shearer (one I had to stitch) and me quicking one ewes foot so bad she limped for days. Now my big wether has some mysterious thing going on where he can't hardly walk and won't lay down. Consulting with the vet we are treating with muscle relaxers, and bananmine, as well as ammonia chloride 'just in case' it is urinary calculi (he finally urinated last night while I was watching and I was shouting for joy!). Anyway, sorry to go on--it has NOT been a good sheep year here. Hope your little girl improves quickly and you enjoyed your blessed quiet time.

Tammy

Michelle said...

I am, Tina; I am!

Michelle said...

No roses, but lots of other sweet-smelling (not pictured) and DEER-RESISTANT blooms around Boulderneigh!

Bonny IS a bit better this morning; thanks.

Michelle said...

She is, Stephen; thanks. I believe we are stewards of our animals; I'm just trying to be a good steward!

Michelle said...

Improving, enjoying . . . and thanks!

Michelle said...

Oh Tammy, after losing Bunker, I almost shouted for joy when I read that your wether passed urine, too! This morning Brian's wether Browning is acting punky (I was suspicious but unsure last night), and ram Cadbury is miserable in the rain. Stuff always happens on the weekend when the resident vet is away....

Tree Hugger - Suzan said...

glad you saw her hobbling before taking off. Enjoy your quiet time at home and hopefully she'll be better for you tomorrow!

fiberjoy said...

Sounds like the perfect type of Sabbath rest that our Creator intended. This morning I am debating; staying quietly at home is always much more restorative than going to meeting and dealing with the social side of it...

Erica said...

I hope she feels better soon!

thecrazysheeplady said...

Sounds like just what you needed. Well, except for the extra worry ;-).