Last Friday 4/5 We had the fields bush-hogged. Now they are all mowed down and ready for spring!
Behind the fence here at the back of the property is where we would like to have the pond dug (on the 101 list!)
We also had fun with our dog, Danny. I had an eyeliner pencil ready to go into the trash and he needed a bath anyway....
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Then on Saturday the 6th we had a bit of tragedy and lost all 21 of our chicks in the brooder. We praise God for His glory and mercy though.
We reinstalled the well pump so there is water to the chicken coop and the barn on Saturday.
Sunday morning, Bessie seemed to be in labor. She was laying down, obviously miserable. And most telling, her sweet feed (aka cow crack) from Saturday night feeding.
By Monday morning, she had given up on labor, but was dehydrated and still not eating. After calling a few vets, a few "cow" friends, and chatting with my online "imaginary" friend, it was decided to have the large animal vet come out and check Bess.
She had a case of dehydration and bloat from laying on her side too much. The rumanent gas couldn't get out. The vet intubated her and gave her a mixture of dishsoap and baking soda to break up the bubbles. Then she got down to checking the calf. Bess was not dialated AT ALL. But when the vet was able to get to the calf, she squeezed his nose and eyes and he didn't respond. She gave me the sad news that she was pretty sure that he was going to be born stillborn (90% sure). So the vet gave Bess two shots to induce her labor.
And we waited...the rest of Monday...going out every hour...through Monday night....all day Tuesday....all night Tuesday. Some time between my 6 am check and the 7 am check on Wednesday morning.....