Heaven is one cow richer
A quick post as I try to hunker down and concentrate on bookwork. It’s been a tough morning. Really tough.
I FB’d last night that things had taken a turn for the worse with our wonderful old cow. For the second time this week, the heavens opened and despite my attempts to rig up a tarp over her to keep her dry-ish (nicknamed the Bay Lulic Private hospital) I found her (at a midnight check) uncomfortable and clearing breathing with difficulty.
After feeding her (voracious) calf, I tried to make her more comfortable but she seemed to have lost interest in drinking or eating. And if you know our old cow, you know how shocking that last part is. She loved her tucker. (Like mother, like daughter!) I dosed her up with antibiotics and prayed for another rally from our old one-eyed trooper.
It didn’t happen. I just couldn’t see her in distress any more today. So I asked a neighbour to help send our darling girl to a better place.
Heaven is a lot richer this afternoon.
And she is in distress no more.
Of course, she will live on through this little moppet.
Gotta go now.
Something in my eye…
And a poddy to feed.