Its Been A While

I didn’t realize just how long it had been since I last wrote on here.

I ended up milking Olive once we got her mastitis cleared up. Over the last year she has had another bad case of mastitis. We thought we were going to lose her. She stopped eating and got lethargic. We called the on-call vet and he had us give her a heavy dose of antibiotics over a few days. That had her back to normal almost immediately but we still had to hit her with two treatments of “Today” to clear up the mastitis. Even then we thought she would lose her right front quarter. It was hard with a solid mass but with a lot of milking and working the udder she is 99% back to where she was. She is such a good milk cow. She is still giving us about a gallon of milk at each milking.

The winter and spring were relatively uneventful. Except for all the rain. I don’t know if it ever really stopped for more than a couple days. Maybe it was a good thing because we’ve had the best garden in years.

Made some changes this summer that were hard to do and then suffered some heartache. We sold Marla, her heifer calf and several others. Leaving us with Olive, Rosie, BobbyJo, and Violet(Rosies heifer), Mike. We also have two steers ready to go to the freezer, and one for next year. Rosie has a bad hip so she has been retired and is just a pet now. I don’t know if she could handle the bull or calving so she is just a pet for the rest of her life.

We traded five goats for a full grown KuneKune boar named Baccon. We didn’t need another boar but we did need to get rid of some goats. They had been causing me trouble jumping and pulling down fences. That and Waylon had some health issues and at the time I wasn’t certain that we wouldn’t lose him. So now we have three intact boars. Willie, the registered AGH; Waylon a year old red KuneKune; and Baccon is several years old and proven black and white KuneKune with wattles.

It’s been a rough summer. I’ll be glad to see a change in season. We’ve lost three dogs to old age or health issues. First was mom’s dog Bo. He was suffering from heart failure and had to be put down. Then we lost Brutus (BooBoo). I think it was his heart as well but don’t know for sure. He started acting off and had a heavy cough. We brought him inside for a few days and he seamed to improve a little. Then after letting him outside for a little while I found him dead under the front porch. The hardest loss was our Little Man Oliver. We’ve had him since he was only a few days old. He was blind and born with a cleft pallet. Lisa tube fed him for about four months until his mouth could be fixed. We almost lost him several times during that time. He was getting old but should have had several more years. Over the last couple of years He had developed severe allergies and none of the treatments were working anymore. He was miserable, losing most of his hair, skin infections, constant itching, etc,… His last day was a good one. We let him spend time outside, something he loved but hadn’t done in about two years. He had his favorite food and snacks, also something he had been denied because of a special diet trying to control his symptoms. He, BooBoo, and Bo are sleeping in the pet cemetery now, never to be forgotten.

Then, another gut punch… About a week ago BobbyJo wasn’t with the others when I went out to feed. The morning before she was pushing her way into the feed barn and getting in my way. This morning she was a no show. I figured she had a new calf and after feeding I went looking for them. Sadly I found her dead. Probably late the day before. No marks or signs of injury, nothing. I have no idea what killed her. She was not only our backup milk cow but my buddy. A BIG dog. She was Olives first calf here and while not bottle raised you wouldn’t know it because she was so friendly. She was always in my way looking for a hand out or an ear rub. I miss her every morning I go to feed.

On a positive note. Violet gave us a little heifer calf Wednesday (8/12/2020). I will most likely keep her if she is short like Violet and Rosie. I’ve named her Tulip.

Roller-coaster life of owning animals

Over the last couple of months we’ve lost or had to put down several animals due to old age or poor health. I guess we are in the middle of the renewal cycle. We started the homestead almost 15 years ago and so many of our pets and breed-stock are hitting their age limit.

Most recently I had to put down my TV buddy Bruce the cat. He had been sick for a while and neither of our vets could figure out what was wrong with him. Finally decided it was some kind of cancer. He is no longer in pain and is resting in our Pet Cemetery.

Sadly all this heartache is just the beginning. We have 3 house dogs and 2 goats remaining from our original six that are all showing signs of advanced age.

On a much happier note we have 2 new additions to the Homestead. Maxwell or Max for short was completely unplanned but a welcome addition. Someone dropped him off in my mother-in-law’s yard. She had him for a couple days but just couldn’t take care of him as much as she wanted to. She is on a fixed income and already has a dog. So now Max sleeps on Lisa’s pillow.

The other addition is Waylon as in Jennings. He is an 8 week old full but unregistered KuneKune boar. He is a charmer already. He is learning to sit like Hank did and loves his belly rubbed as much as he loves to eat.

Poor Lola

Lola was one of our original registered American Guinea Hogs. She was a better mama than Eva and a sweet girl.

I found her off by herself this morning and when I got close I could see she had suffered a vaginal prolapse. I’d never seen this in an animal that wasn’t about to or in the process of giving birth and never this bad then. I got her moved into the milking stall where I could clean her up and evaluate the situation.

Lisa came out to help but after a few minutes of trying to right the situation it became obvious that I just needed to end her suffering.

I gave her the fresh milk from the morning milking with some corn and all stock feed mixed in. Lisa sat with her while she had a warm last meal and I walked back to the house to get the gun.

On a brighter note. Bonnie can get herself into some of the strangest predicaments. Yesterday morning she wasn’t at the door waiting for me when I came out. Then she didn’t show up when I called her. I knew something was up. I started my morning chores while occasionally calling to her. After about 5 minutes I heard her barking on the other side of the house. I thought she was in the woods but I found her standing next to the fence she had obviously been jumping or climbing over. She broke the electric fence wire and somehow had it wrapped around her like a harness. I got her untangled and wrapped the wire around the post so she couldn’t get into it again. I’ll add that repair to my ever growing list.

RIP Teddy

We lost our big Teddy bear yesterday. We all knew it was going to happen. He like Otis and Remi just will not stay in the fence. Teddy and Otis have no fear of anything including cars. Otis got lucky but Teddies luck ran out. It’s going to be hard for the next few days to get used to not seeing that big oaf at the gate in the morning or meeting you at the car door when you get home looking for some loving.

Teddy always wanted to be in the middle when company came to visit.

He also had to check out all the new arrivals. Animal or otherwise.

Forever on guard.

Fresh Milk Again!

Olive had her calf on 10/17. I sure am glad to have fresh milk again.

I gave her a few days for the calf to get the colostrum before I started milking. I guess I waited too long again because the milk from her back quarter was pink. I immediately started adding Raw w/mother Apple Cider Vinegar to her feed morning and night. Within about 4 days things were all cleared up. Time to make Cheese and Yogurt again!

I’d like to add a product endorsement. I don’t do this very often and I get nothing for it. We decided to castrate Timmy, our adult billy goat. We considered taking him to the vet. After doing some reading I decided to just band him. In the meantime I failed to band two other young billies. Neither of the bander’s I owned would work at this stage of development. I ran across the Callicrate Pro Bander. The one below has a built in cutter. The one I purchased does not and may have been discontinued since it is no longer listed on this vender’s website. Once I got the billies secured the banding went off without a problem. Initial cost was a little high but if you have large livestock or if you get so busy and tend to put things off like I have lately, it is a good investment. Cheaper than a vet bill or 3 for sure.

http://livestockconcepts.com/en/castrating/12526-callicrate-pro-bander-kit-wcutter.html?search_query=Callicrate&results=13

A quick Otis update. He is still confined to the house unless we are walking him. All the staples are removed and we are just working to get him to use the bad leg more and more. So far he’s making good progress.
Here is a picture from the day he came home after surgery. That is going to leave a long scar.

Thats got to hurt.

Well, Otis is spending some quality time with the veterinarian this week.

We saw him last Saturday night but when we left for Church Sunday morning he was no where to be seen. Missing all day Sunday, by Monday morning we expected the worst. Sebastian came in from doing his chores and said Otis wasn’t back. Then 5 or 10 minutes later when he and JennaKay went out the door for school he was laying by the inside gate.

When I checked him out I didn’t feel anything broken and nothing looked swollen. When I started messing with his hip, that was obviously painful. The kids went on to school and we waited for the local vet to open.

Of course, the regular vet was out and someone else was standing in. I should have walked right back out and taken Otis to our other vet in Auburn but I didn’t. She looked him over and did an x-ray. The hip was dislocated but the angle didn’t show how much. She had to sedate him and even that wasn’t working and ended up having to gas him on top of everything else to be able to get a good x-ray. She took one look at that picture and said there isn’t anything I can do for him and suggested we take him to the University. $300.00 and we are now on our way to our Auburn Vet.

We told him we thought Otis had been hit by a car and the other vet said she couldn’t help. He took one look at the x-ray and said this is classic big dog vs car hip dislocation. He immediately had two ideas for treatment. The first was to get the ball joint back into the socket and tie his leg so that it couldn’t pop back out…hopefully. If this didn’t work he would need to remove the ball from the leg bone and create a floating joint.

Well, even with his back leg tied up like a Thanksgiving Turkey the hip popped back out the first day but they got it back in. Just got notified that it’s been 2 days and it looks like everything is going to stay in place. Fingers crossed but it’s good news. Looks like he will be there for a few more days and when he comes home he will be confined to a kennel for a few weeks.

Update: The Vet tried to wrap his leg up pressing the joint back in place. As of Friday it appeared to be holding.

Unfortunately x-rays on Monday showed that it had popped out again. So they unwrapped his hip for now and he is scheduled for surgery on Friday.

Where has the summer gone!

Time flies when you’re busy and this spring and summer have been the busiest. School will be starting in just a few weeks.

All the trips to Birmingham to get to know Jenna and Sebastian. The 2 weeks off when they came home to stay. Camping trip etc,… The grandsons here. It’s been a wild couple of months. The garden is full of weeds. The grass needs to be mowed. The gate opener still needs to be repaired. The weather hasn’t helped in the last one. But the house is still standing and all the animals are healthy so we are doing pretty good.

Grandsons Jacob and Westley left to go home with their Dad on Wednesday. We were all missing them before they ever left. It’s very quiet with them gone but it also gives the four of us time to be together before school starts in a few weeks. Having Jacob and Westley here was perfect for the transition but now it’s our time. I know that we don’t know the kids after just a month and a half but to me it feels like they have been here all along. Sometimes I have to remind myself that we don’t have a history and they don’t completely understand us like Jacob and Westley did. That will happen too with time.

Nothing like having the rules changed in mid stream. This week we were informed that the county requires two things that we were not told about before. CPR and another 5 week class regarding behavior issues. What ever sign me up so I can fill these boxes. I did ask why we weren’t told about this before instead of six weeks after placement. Another few weeks and the adoption would be final anyway. But we are still at the mercy of the system so we will jump rope. Jenna and Sebastian aren’t going anywhere especially over some last minute technicality.

We got a new Great Pyrenees puppy. Her name is Lilly. The kids call her “Silly Lilly.” When she is bigger she will join Remmy out with the goats and cows. For now she is a yard puppy. She and Bonnie are playmates.

June 21st we had a surprise litter of piglets. One of them was not doing so well. In I found it away from all the others and it had not been cleaned off. I thought it was dead at first. Finding it was still alive I carried it to Lisa and let her work her magic while I continued to feed all the animals and get ready for work. Since then we have added a second one to the playpen in the house. It was thin and trying to eat feed with the sows. I don’t think she would have made it another day. Both are doing well. The first one is named Charlie and the second is Charlotte. Charlie still may not make it. He gets tired when eating and has to stop and rest before taking the bottle again.

Bonnie was way too interested in them so she got locked in the feed barn. She had her head and neck stretched as far as she could just seconds before I took the picture.

Westley and I harvested vegetables from the garden on the 4th of July. It was hot but we got it done. Then everyone sat in the living room and shelled and snapped beans and peas before we went to see and shoot off some fireworks.

Sebastian and I went out to check on the bees when I got home from work yesterday. It’s been nearly a month and I expected a real mess. Fortunately things weren’t that bad. One hive had some comb running across four bars that had to be fixed. The other hives needed a little adjusting but nothing serious. I added some empty bars between filled ones and tweaked some comb to encourage the bees to keep it all on the bars. I’ll try to check them again in about a week. I’ve got to get Sebastian a bee suit so he can get in there with me. as it is he just helped me carry stuff and kept his distance.

RIP Ladybug

We had to say goodbye to our Ladybug today. Old age finally caught up to her. Her hips were going and she was having trouble getting up. Even with that she still had time left but she stopped eating yesterday. Even turned her nose up at dog treats this morning. I knew it was time.

 

Another sad day on the farm

It has taken me two days to write about this but Tuesday we lost our Sadie. She and her sister Roxie, who we lost to heat stroke several years ago, were our first Great Pyrenees. They all have been good dogs but Sadie was on a different level. She was so protective that if she found an egg she would guard it and literally fight our two boar hogs to keep them away. She will be missed. She had a good life and 11 years is about average for the breed.

She developed a raspy growl at times almost a year ago but it didn’t slow her down. Over the last couple of weeks it got much worse even making a whistling at times. She got to the point that she couldn’t cool herself by panting so we retired her to the house. The episodes were becoming more frequent but it wasn’t a constant condition. Most of the time she would lay under the ceiling fan enjoying the A/C. We’d let her out and she would do her business and roll around with the other dogs as if nothing were wrong. Then she would get winded and come back inside. I was convinced it was her heart and expected she would go to a heart attack within the year but we ended up taking her to two vets. First last Saturday when she was having some trouble. It got worse in the vest office because she got stressed and agitated. After x-ray’s and tests the vet had no idea what was going on. We took her home and within an hour she was back to her normal self. Monday night she woke me up 3 times so Tuesday morning we took her to our other vet and he new what was happening as soon as he saw her. He said she was suffering from a paralysis of or collapsed esophagus. He said her vocal chords were closing up and that is why she was having trouble getting air and making the whistle at times. She was the worst I’ve seen her in his office. After discussing everything with him and Lisa we decided it was time to let her go. We might have gotten another year with her or she might have had an attack and suffocated while we were at work. The idea of her suffocating was more than we were willing to risk.  We said our good bye’s. Her body is now resting in our Pet Cemetery but I believe she is still on guard duty.

Unfortunately the hound in the above picture won’t be with us for much longer either. Ladybugs hips are failing. She is getting medicine twice a day and is holding her own for now. One of these days she won’t be able to get up and we will have to do something. Until then she is an inside outside dog and I will be building a ramp this weekend to make it easier for her to get in and out of the house.

Here are a couple more pictures of Sadie. One is her recovering after surgery on her ear. The other is her doing what she did best. Protecting and comforting a baby goat. Timmy was new to the farm and the other goats hadn’t accepted him yet so Sadie laid down next to him so he would stop crying. What a good dog she was.