Maddie
Well, that is what I decided to name here. I was layin in the isle of
the barn on a cot and was thinking of my gramma Madeline White Owl
and it hit me to call her Maddie. I think in some way gramma was in
there with me in that barn. So Maddie it is..
I. bare with me, am about to burst into tears again. Gawd its been
hard to stay collected all evening. First off I had the local humane
officer come out and see her himself, legal issues aside as right now
until I get wild hair up my arse that can sit till I get her health
under control. Then I can go on a hunt...:D *cheezy grin* He has seen
her and from look on his face that told me more than a 2 hour
conversation could. So this way if someone calls about her then they
know exactly what is going on. He said he would tell them if they do
call "keep on driving or stop and volunteer or make a donation,
click". He took a tour of the place and saw all the animals that we
have here and commented on what good shape they are in, saw the
babies and was glad that we are here and would 'highly recommend' us
to anyone. So he will try to get the word out that we need help too.
They are mostly small animal place.
This am Janet came over and helped me rake the pasture and clean up
some around the barn area. I had called the vet early this am, Doc
Haury was out of town but Doc McFarland was waiting on a horse that
they might have to rush to emergency surgery for colic. They wound up
taking the horse in and she didn't make it out till this afternoon.
By then I felt like I had done ten rounds with a bull in a 10x10 pen.
# hours sleep does nothing for trying to deal with all the things you
have to esp emotional ones. With all the little things in between
done I decided while waiting on Doc that I'd pull out the cot that I
had and lay on it in the isle of the barn. Nice time to grab 30 min
cat nap? I laid by her stall and she was looking through the rails at
me. She walked two circles and laid down too right by the wall. I got
up and went into her stall and sat down by her head and she flopped
over and laid her head in my lap. I sat there looking at her eyes
through her fly mask. I almost panic'd as I thought perhaps this was
it..She was saying its time to go. Then as I watched her I saw this
look like--sigh, I'm home...She just lay there content. She would
raise up and sit a minute then poof lay back down with her head in my
lap while I leaned on the wall dozing off and on..That is when I lost
it..The tears all evening are hard to stop. That look and that sigh
of contentment...
Anyway before I turn into sobbing mess and Viet has to pick me up off
the floor. She is about 20 years old. Has hardly any teeth left and
the ones she does have edges on them so Doc Haury will have to do
them when she is on better track. For now its mash and she does eat
hay pretty well. She has hard time going bathroom since the things it
comes out of are so sunken in...I feel bad for her...I had the stall
door open with the vet here and she wandered up the isle in her fly
sheet stopped at the stall I keep hay in got a bite, then wandered
through the feed room, then out the side door into the pen, then back
in feed room and tried to go in my office following the vet to her
truck...LOL. I had to stop her. We gave her B Complex IV, B12 shot
and anabolic? steroid shot. I had her pull a CBC and do fecal. I'll
get those tests on Monday unless she has them tomorrow.
Anyway I will get to everyones mails tomorrow and answer more things
about Maddie when I've had some sleep. Its going on midnight now and
Im ready to hit the floor..
Nite all
RT
Viet is going to help me take more pics tomorrow with better body shots
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