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Happy Weekend! : )
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Okay, so I promised a farm story. This is not funny, so keep eating. : )
I wanted to tell you about Crazy Bones.
Now, I know, all Angus cows look alike – they’re all black (unless they’re red Angus), but Crazy Bones is a little different because she has white eyelashes.
Seriously. They’re snow white and not hard to see.
Well, Crazy Bones got pink eye in one of her eyes. We keep a pretty close eye on our cows, but with over 120 head, plus calves (and it’s the calves who usually get it) we missed Crazy Bones until her eye was so bad she couldn’t see out of it.
We don’t have a lot of options to treat pink eye – we vaccinated our herds, but they still get it. Once they have it, we use our dart gun and give them a dose of Draxon, which is an antibiotic.
We usually try to shoot them in the neck.
Well, Watson says that as he was shooting, Crazy Bones moved her head. (But Watson has shot the horns off a deer, and I know he didn’t mean to do that, so I think it might be an aiming issue.) Regardless, Watson missed her neck and shot her in the eye.
It might have been a good thing if he’d hit her in her bad eye. But he’d hit her good one.
She started bawling and walking in a circle and shaking her head and it was obvious after a few minutes that she couldn’t see out of her “good” eye anymore, either.
So, we called the vet who said he’d done the same thing multiple times before and once the burning stopped (Draxon burns when it goes in, even when it’s not in the eye) she’d be fine.
Well, that evening she wasn’t any better.
The next day she was completely blind in both eyes. It was hot, in the nineties. I said as long as she had water, she’d eventually figure out how to live with being blind and the best thing to do would be to just let her alone. She’d either live or die. (She had a four month old calf and we were hoping to keep her so she could raise it.)
Well, Watson chased her down to the barn (which was a struggle, since she couldn’t see and kept running into things) and put her in a pen and called the vet.
The vet said, “There’s nothing I can do. She’s either going to live or die. Keep her someplace that’s familiar to her and make sure she has access to water.”
So, Watson hauled her back up to where she was, we gave her water and there was plenty of grass.
She lost a lot of weight and we honestly thought she’d never see again, and we weren’t sure if she were going to make it anyway, but eventually she settled down, got used to not being able to see, and started eating again.
We just moved that herd a couple of days ago and Crazy Bones was back with them, able to see a little, and eating again. I don’t think she’ll ever see out of the eye that had pink eye, but she’s adjusted well enough to stay with the herd and feed herself. I guess that’s all a cow really needs to do. : )
Alright, I have a few pictures below.
Thanks so much for spending time with me today!
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My daughter has been working on Roman Riding (you can see the lead between their hackamores.) I have a picture on Facebook, although you might have to friend me to see it.
I was sitting on our porch, working when my youngest daughter sat down beside me and asked if it would bother me if she blew bubbles. I told her there was no way I’d ever get annoyed by bubbles, so she blew two bottles of bubbles over me just to see if I was telling the truth. Ha.
It was okay, because as she was blowing we talked about how little things over time define a person, and how the things we do today determine the person we become tomorrow and how small changes in our lives can cause huge changes down the road and how something as simple as teaching yourself not to get upset about little things (like having bubbles blown on you for an hour until you’re sticky and wet, lol) can help you become a person who doesn’t get upset about big things. (I’m still working on that, just to be clear. : )