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Another Quiet Day... Different Reasons

Another quiet day. Michael did not show up, which means either or both he's been adequately secured or Mama Munch is smelling less interesting. Couldn't tell by her sons, though.

Other news... this morning Munch's nose found the remnants of placenta/umbilical cord out in the West Paddock, but I couldn't find a kid anywhere and none of the doe's looked like they'd recently given birth. Walked a search pattern looking for the kid and other sign, because one of the yearling doelings was down, no strength to get up. Initial reaction on my part is she's exhausted, and were the goats run by a neighbor dog or something else? I did a close inspection, looking for injuries and also wondering if she's the one who kidded. She had no visible injuries, no signs at all. Udder is still totally un-bred un-developed, and what I did find was something else.

Loose stool. OK, so go be yecked out elsewhere. We're talking taking care of livestock here, and this one started me thinking she ate something she shouldn't have. I managed to get a bit of sugar/electrolyte fluids into her, but as of 16:00 she's still down, weaker. I don't think she'll survive the night.

On the other hand, I found the kid. I'd walked over to check the water trough, then over to make sure Houdini has water as well. Under the big oak, saw a flash of white. Dry, long umbilicus shrunken but still moist. She wasn't there this morning... and she is a doeling.

And still none of the doe's reacting to the kid's cry. Not one nicker. Checked with Ruthie via phone, and the one doe she thinks might be/may have been pregnant still looks pregnant. I've brought her up to hospital, but I'm not hopeful here either. As dry as she is she's been out probably since shortly after I fed this morning. We're long past the critical bonding period now.

And I stumbled across a notice, via a friend of friend LJ, that Andre Norton is nearing the end of her days, as well. One of the giants of SF; maybe not a challenging philosopher type writer, but a good storyteller, and one of my key introductions to the genre.

So it goes.


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Mar. 7th, 2005 03:30 am (UTC)
How is the kid doing?

I am the champion of rescuing and trying to foster infant urban animals, most of which heartbreakingly die anyway, so I can empathize (with the added fillip that your animals have more economic impact on you than the stray kittens, sparrows, puppies, etc. that I was always finding in boxes on my porch).

Re Andre Norton: Oh, sad, sad. She is largely responsible for my spending a lot of my life concerned with speculative fiction. But she is very, very old, if I'm remembering correctly...a very good life with a lot of impact on a lot of people.
Mar. 7th, 2005 04:28 am (UTC)
As of this morning, she's still active. When I put her in 'hospital' this also put her in with two other kids and with June Bug, who is one of our better doe's at being a mom. I unfortunately do not have a lot of time right now to work on this, but at the very least, she's in a relatively safe place, with kids near her age and size, and a doe that might accept her.

This past year ranch-business wise is one of our worst. Coyote in the area are quite active. The Month of Storms didn't help at all. On the other hand, the ranch is also not our primary income, so we're still eating and sheltered. Fewer toys or improvements to the ranch, perhaps, but alive and well.

I agree with your comments about Ms. Norton. And from what I've read, she's aware and has chosen her place.
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