When your Heart over rides all your common sense Pictures!.
Aug 8, 2019 23:55:00 GMT -5
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Post by briarrose on Aug 8, 2019 23:55:00 GMT -5
And it happens to us all. Probably more to me than most cause I am just that kind of person. So, let me tell you about my day.
I get a call bright and early this morning from my adopted daughter wanting to know if I want a "Special" needs heifer. She is a Hereford Angus cross that was born on Sat. I have had lots of special needs calves and normally know what I am getting into. Today was not one of those days.
So I got the phone number and made the call. Asked all the normal questions, did she have colostrum and so forth. Then I asked the big question, what is wrong with her? She told me she was a little deformed. Her neck was shorter than normal and her ears were small. She is only about 40lbs and is having trouble eating. She has only been able to get 1/2 a bottle down her 3 times a day. She said that she reminded her of a dwarf. I got her address and took off to go pick her up.
When I got there she explained to me that there is no one to take care of her when she works and she feels so bad because the baby has such a will to live she can't just let her die. All the while I am thinking she is a dwarf. Okay, I can work with this and she can just be a little yard cow if she survives. Then as we walk through the barn door she says, oh and by the way she got pneumonia a couple of days ago.
When we walked in the barn she was layed out flat and looked dead! I reached down and touched her and she jumped up, wheeled around, and started sucking on my hand. That my friends is when the heart took total control. Those big eyes, those little tiny ears, and a neck that is so short I can only fit 2 fingers between her shoulder and her jaw bone. I have named her Annie.
So I loaded her up and headed home. I stopped by my vets on the way home and yes, she has pneumonia, she is NOT a dwarf or a bull dog calf that managed to survive, she is just deformed. Thankfully she does NOT have a cleft pallet. It is a bit difficult for her to take a bottle because of the pneumonia but drinks wonderfully from a bucket and is now sleeping peacefully and laying normally in a nice dry warm stall with lots of fluffy straw with a full tummy. She has had proper antibiotics and a dose of banamine. Her fever has come down and her temp is normal. She is not overly pleased with the vicks treatment but her breathing is much better and her congestion is clearing quickly. My vet feels she should make a full recovery.
If she survives I am sure I will face plenty of challenges along the way. For right now I will care for her as I have for so many others in the past and love her for as long as she may have. Life is full of challenges and I will face them when they come along.
I get a call bright and early this morning from my adopted daughter wanting to know if I want a "Special" needs heifer. She is a Hereford Angus cross that was born on Sat. I have had lots of special needs calves and normally know what I am getting into. Today was not one of those days.
So I got the phone number and made the call. Asked all the normal questions, did she have colostrum and so forth. Then I asked the big question, what is wrong with her? She told me she was a little deformed. Her neck was shorter than normal and her ears were small. She is only about 40lbs and is having trouble eating. She has only been able to get 1/2 a bottle down her 3 times a day. She said that she reminded her of a dwarf. I got her address and took off to go pick her up.
When I got there she explained to me that there is no one to take care of her when she works and she feels so bad because the baby has such a will to live she can't just let her die. All the while I am thinking she is a dwarf. Okay, I can work with this and she can just be a little yard cow if she survives. Then as we walk through the barn door she says, oh and by the way she got pneumonia a couple of days ago.
When we walked in the barn she was layed out flat and looked dead! I reached down and touched her and she jumped up, wheeled around, and started sucking on my hand. That my friends is when the heart took total control. Those big eyes, those little tiny ears, and a neck that is so short I can only fit 2 fingers between her shoulder and her jaw bone. I have named her Annie.
So I loaded her up and headed home. I stopped by my vets on the way home and yes, she has pneumonia, she is NOT a dwarf or a bull dog calf that managed to survive, she is just deformed. Thankfully she does NOT have a cleft pallet. It is a bit difficult for her to take a bottle because of the pneumonia but drinks wonderfully from a bucket and is now sleeping peacefully and laying normally in a nice dry warm stall with lots of fluffy straw with a full tummy. She has had proper antibiotics and a dose of banamine. Her fever has come down and her temp is normal. She is not overly pleased with the vicks treatment but her breathing is much better and her congestion is clearing quickly. My vet feels she should make a full recovery.
If she survives I am sure I will face plenty of challenges along the way. For right now I will care for her as I have for so many others in the past and love her for as long as she may have. Life is full of challenges and I will face them when they come along.