~Sam~
11-22-2004, 08:22 PM
This is the fourth time I've tried to post in this forum. I'm ready to give the fuck up....
On Friday, I replied, in length, to one thread in my forum and was redirected. I just wrote another diatribe, which was lost in the mess of the hip forums.
so.... here goes again............
On Friday, I came in here to read and reply to several posts. I wrote extenstively, and was rewarded by being redirected to a bogus page of the forums and all that I wrote was lost.
I was going to begin again when the guy with my hay showed up and I had to leave my pissed-off seat here to go and unload and stack 5 tons of hay in the barn for my critters.
After I finished stacking the hay, I had to go out to the feed mill to buy grain and fence posts.
Before I left, I went out to check on the horses. I knew that I was pushing the envelope by not having the fence electrified, so I was gettin more fence posts to finish the circumference of the pasture.
When I got back home, I drove by the horses to see how they were doing. What I found broke my heart. Both Precious and Raven were running around in the area around pond (outside the fenced area), white with lather.
I parked my truck over by the barn and almost ran to the stairs leading down to the backyard pasture area. Precious had seen me drive up in my truck and was besides herself with worry. As soon as I reached the bottom step of the stone stairway, she ran up to me and planted her big, horsey head into my chest.
"What gives here, you guys?" I said. And when I looked Precious over, I saw that when she had run through the fencing it had wrapped around her right rear leg, just below the hock, and had nearly severed her leg as she ran off in a panic away from the fence.
There was blood everywhere. Everywhere.
Quickly, I grabbed her halter and lead her towards the other end of the pasture where the gate is located. I walked her towards the barn and all the while Raven is going bananas. By the time Precious and I had reached the barn, Raven had his front hooves on the stone wall and was looking over the hedges, whinying at us.
I put Precious into her stall and went back out to get Raven. On the way by the house, I called the Vet. The directions I got from her were to hose the wound off with cold water, bandage it, and wait.
While I was waiting... for two hours... I just sat out there and kept the cold water running on my mare's wound. I cleaned their stalls, straightened out the barn, and did everything that I could think of to pass the time.
But the Vet finally showed up. She looked at the wound that practically ringed Precious' leg... decided that stitching the wound wouldn't work, and showed me how to bandage her leg.
I've been changing bandages every two hours since then. But I've finally come up with a method that will keep the bandage on my mare's leg and have checked on that recently. Seems to be holding fast, so I let it go until tonight's chore time.
Now comes the chickens. My chickens have been desserting me... or so I thought. I went over to the neighbor's place this morning to find my chickens... intent on murder by BB gun. I was going to shoot all the young roosters who switched sides, and was planning on recapturing the two hens also... Turns out that my chickens haven't been changing sides... thev've been eaten by the local fox.
That's a good thing. It's why I decided on getting chickens in the first place.... to feed the local wildlife population. In the Springtime, we'll have lots of little chicklets growing up to become foxfood.
I have to go out and check on my mare's bandage, see how Raven is doing out there in the pasture all by himself, see if anyone needs hay or water, and generally make a pain in the ass of myself.
I'm going to try to have this post uploaded. If for some reason, my back-up plan doesn't work, and I end up coming up empty on the forums... well, these words are wasted too.
You all have a good Thanksgiving. If I don't get back here before the weekend, please know that I'm well and doing good... and you take care.
Love,
On Friday, I replied, in length, to one thread in my forum and was redirected. I just wrote another diatribe, which was lost in the mess of the hip forums.
so.... here goes again............
On Friday, I came in here to read and reply to several posts. I wrote extenstively, and was rewarded by being redirected to a bogus page of the forums and all that I wrote was lost.
I was going to begin again when the guy with my hay showed up and I had to leave my pissed-off seat here to go and unload and stack 5 tons of hay in the barn for my critters.
After I finished stacking the hay, I had to go out to the feed mill to buy grain and fence posts.
Before I left, I went out to check on the horses. I knew that I was pushing the envelope by not having the fence electrified, so I was gettin more fence posts to finish the circumference of the pasture.
When I got back home, I drove by the horses to see how they were doing. What I found broke my heart. Both Precious and Raven were running around in the area around pond (outside the fenced area), white with lather.
I parked my truck over by the barn and almost ran to the stairs leading down to the backyard pasture area. Precious had seen me drive up in my truck and was besides herself with worry. As soon as I reached the bottom step of the stone stairway, she ran up to me and planted her big, horsey head into my chest.
"What gives here, you guys?" I said. And when I looked Precious over, I saw that when she had run through the fencing it had wrapped around her right rear leg, just below the hock, and had nearly severed her leg as she ran off in a panic away from the fence.
There was blood everywhere. Everywhere.
Quickly, I grabbed her halter and lead her towards the other end of the pasture where the gate is located. I walked her towards the barn and all the while Raven is going bananas. By the time Precious and I had reached the barn, Raven had his front hooves on the stone wall and was looking over the hedges, whinying at us.
I put Precious into her stall and went back out to get Raven. On the way by the house, I called the Vet. The directions I got from her were to hose the wound off with cold water, bandage it, and wait.
While I was waiting... for two hours... I just sat out there and kept the cold water running on my mare's wound. I cleaned their stalls, straightened out the barn, and did everything that I could think of to pass the time.
But the Vet finally showed up. She looked at the wound that practically ringed Precious' leg... decided that stitching the wound wouldn't work, and showed me how to bandage her leg.
I've been changing bandages every two hours since then. But I've finally come up with a method that will keep the bandage on my mare's leg and have checked on that recently. Seems to be holding fast, so I let it go until tonight's chore time.
Now comes the chickens. My chickens have been desserting me... or so I thought. I went over to the neighbor's place this morning to find my chickens... intent on murder by BB gun. I was going to shoot all the young roosters who switched sides, and was planning on recapturing the two hens also... Turns out that my chickens haven't been changing sides... thev've been eaten by the local fox.
That's a good thing. It's why I decided on getting chickens in the first place.... to feed the local wildlife population. In the Springtime, we'll have lots of little chicklets growing up to become foxfood.
I have to go out and check on my mare's bandage, see how Raven is doing out there in the pasture all by himself, see if anyone needs hay or water, and generally make a pain in the ass of myself.
I'm going to try to have this post uploaded. If for some reason, my back-up plan doesn't work, and I end up coming up empty on the forums... well, these words are wasted too.
You all have a good Thanksgiving. If I don't get back here before the weekend, please know that I'm well and doing good... and you take care.
Love,