I am belittled, and an animal suffers from my ignorance. I was feeling pretty good when I delivered Mona’s breech lamb, but today I am crushed. I brought my bunnies to their mothers to be fed, and one of them attacked one of the bunnies. Both Tom and I have been bit by these mothers so I tried to get her to move away from the bunny by using a kennel to try and get her into it. I was afraid of being bit again. By the time I got her in the kennel, I saw the blood and a paralyzed little red bunny. I put the bunny in a different kennel and brought him/her to the house crying as hard as I ever have. I explained to Tom what happened and then remembered the other bunnies were still with the violent rabbit. I ran back to the barn while Tom cleaned the bunny’s wound. The other bunnies were fine, and I collected them and put them back in their cages. Then went to check on Tom and the bunny. There’s an open wound to the right of the spine and there’s no movement in either of the rear legs. We left him alone a little, but then I put antibiotic cream and a bandage over the wound. I fed him a bottle which he took some of and fed the bottle bunny we already have. I put them together to keep each other warm and for company and will hope for the best.
I then went to check on the other bunnies again and the chicks. One of the bunnies had a pasted butt, and some of the chicks did too. So I cleaned some poopy butts off. Here’s some of the chicks nervous about this. Our peacock got out the other day and he landed on the feed shed while I was cleaning butts. Here he is:
In the background to the right of the shed, there’s Tom filling in a trench we had dug two years ago when this field was flooding. On Thursday the Department of Ecology official came onto our property when I was in the field alone doing chores. He had noticed earlier in the day that I had sheep in this field. I had been rotating them from one field into another and when he “visited” I had already moved them into a different field. I was upset that he had come through two gates and 2 fields in my mind trespassing without our permission. He said it was his department’s policy to “make contact” with “violators” rather than contacting them via phone, email, etc. I told him very clearly that I do not appreciate unannounced visits, and he left. It is weird, but I felt somewhat violated by the visit. There was another man who is a stranger to me with him, and I felt my privacy had been invaded. When Tom came home I told him about it, and he was naturally upset. He called the DOE official and never heard back. He then called the Conservation official who is supposed to be an intermediary between farmers and the DOE. He told Tom that the DOE has no right to make unannounced visits, and he had already heard complaints from three other families who had similar visits the same day. He said he would call the official and remind him that this is not to occur. So Tom is filling in these trenches so we can put animals back on this pasture and not have any excuse for this official to make similar intrusions. Plus we are locking our front gate.
So then I had breakfast (at around 1 PM), the bunny was still acting OK (although paralyzed), and I started recovering from the morning. Then we went to do the previously interrupted animal chores, and Tom found one of our pack llamas dead. It was Chance, the one with the pretty wool who was a challenge to shear. He said it looked like he had been vomiting poop. He said he had been fine yesterday and had eaten well. So once again crying and upset that I do not know how to take care of animals. He had just had his CDT shot and was wormed. He was a little thin after the winter but feeding well. We had just bought them in the fall and he was about 10-years old. So Tom is out dealing with the llama’s body, and I am back to being belittled by this farming thing.