One of our first calf heifers is down with calving paralysis. She got her back down hill when she was calving and her calf was dead and hip locked. J had to pull it with the calf jack. The pressure of the calf stuck in the pelvis causes damage to the nerves going to the rear legs. Now she can't get up on her own. A neighbor has a set of hip lifters we are borrowing.
They crank down over the pelvis, then chain to the tractor's front end loader and lifted up. (Much easier looking in the pictures which don't show the 30 minutes of fighting and struggling with a 900 pound animal that wants to do something else.) The hip lifters help support her weight and allow her to regain strength in her rear legs. Hopefully, she will be able to get up on her own soon. J says farming is not always sunshine and roses.
After 5 years I have decided that my yard is just not suitable to grow azaleas. The first 2 years they did bloom and look nice, but since then they have done nothing but shrink. This was not even due to the goats.
Even though there is still some visible green I dug them all up. I have not decided what to put in their place yet. I guess it will depend on what's on the clearance table at Lowes.
It was raining this morning so the goats were easier to get into the barn. They dislike being wet. We used this opportunity to band the male goats.
E's job was to catch the little ones. I held and J banded. It only took about 30 minutes to catch and band them all. The only problem was as we finished with one we would open the door and put it outside. Before long they were running around trying to get back in any little hole they could find. I heard a saying one time "if it won't hold water it won't hold a goat." There is a lot of truth there.
The girls worked with their show cattle today. The tied them up and brushed on them some then lead them around outside. They all seem very gentle especially compared to last year's steer which we weren't even able to get into the show ring.
V has become much more relaxed this year working with the cattle. She has named her steer Midnight. E's heifer is doing well but still requires a little encouragement. I'm not sure if V was this tired or just afraid to move with Oreo pinning her down.
One of the goats that had triplets 2 weeks ago wasn't doing well with one so we thought we would feed it. It has now been 10 days and it still won't suck on a bottle. I have been having to tube feed it almost daily.
Emma has been helping with the clean up. E has named it Squirt so you know it probably won't last much longer with a cute name like that. Also, it's hair is not that curly, it is just from Emma's licking.
Happy birthday V! It looks like you have graduated to the 3 candle cake. Best wishes for past, present and future.