I usually try to find the silver lining in every cloud. But sometimes there is just a time when you just can't find it.
Earlier this week one of our rabbits (who had a litter of 8 of the CUTEST babies in the world) decided for some unknown reason to start attacking her babies. They were 2 weeks old. She has had litters before. We are still unsure as to what her reason was. 5 were killed. We took the other 3 away from her, fearing that they would hold the same fate if left with her. We brought them inside to bottle feed them. The first day everything went ok. Then oe of the girls started not eating. She just refused to drink. She got weak and passed away. But the ONLY light at the end of the tunnel is that we do have 2 very cute, very healthy babies left. They are growing like weeds.
Just when we thought the worst was behind us...
We had a 2 month old boer goat we have raised from day 1 on a bottle. He was the cutest thing. When we got him he was very sick and very weak. We werent even sure that he was going to make the ride home. But he did. My son named him "Hammy". Appropriate name as he was a HAM! He did not think he was a goat. He thought he was one of us. He would follow us everywhere we went. If you called his name he would come running. He wasnt happy unless he was getting your attention, then he was the happiest goat in the world...even tho he didnt think he was a goat.
We went out this morning to feed all the animals and Hammy was no where to be found. We called and called. I started to panic. Wasn't sure if he got out of the pen and ran off looking for us...or if he got "taken". We kept calling for him. I walked the whole pen. As I got towards the back end of the pen, I saw what looked like a rock...after further investigation...I realized what it was (I will not go into details b/c it was NOT a pretty sight!). I started to cry. But I was angry at the same time. Mom came around asking if I had found him. I let her in on what I had discovered. She was upset too. But both of us knew that it was going to really kill my son. I walked around the pen to chase the baby geese back in and on the other side of the fence, I found the spot where the coyotes dug under the fence and beside the whole was a gruesome discovery (again I will not disclose what was found). But it boils down to...our precious Hammy was gone! :*(
This has been a difficult week, but a tremendously difficult day.
We did meet some nice people today who gave us one of their boer billy babies. He is a cute thing. A little nervous around people. But he is lightening up. I think he will be a good goat, but he is no Hammy.
They did put us in contact with some people who have great pyrenees puppies. We are getting one tomorrow for a herd dog. I have been told they are the best at guarding the herd. I HOPE SO! I can ot take another loss because of the coyotes.
We had a 2 month old boer goat we have raised from day 1 on a bottle. He was the cutest thing. When we got him he was very sick and very weak. We werent even sure that he was going to make the ride home. But he did. My son named him "Hammy". Appropriate name as he was a HAM! He did not think he was a goat. He thought he was one of us. He would follow us everywhere we went. If you called his name he would come running. He wasnt happy unless he was getting your attention, then he was the happiest goat in the world...even tho he didnt think he was a goat.
We went out this morning to feed all the animals and Hammy was no where to be found. We called and called. I started to panic. Wasn't sure if he got out of the pen and ran off looking for us...or if he got "taken". We kept calling for him. I walked the whole pen. As I got towards the back end of the pen, I saw what looked like a rock...after further investigation...I realized what it was (I will not go into details b/c it was NOT a pretty sight!). I started to cry. But I was angry at the same time. Mom came around asking if I had found him. I let her in on what I had discovered. She was upset too. But both of us knew that it was going to really kill my son. I walked around the pen to chase the baby geese back in and on the other side of the fence, I found the spot where the coyotes dug under the fence and beside the whole was a gruesome discovery (again I will not disclose what was found). But it boils down to...our precious Hammy was gone! :*(
This has been a difficult week, but a tremendously difficult day.
We did meet some nice people today who gave us one of their boer billy babies. He is a cute thing. A little nervous around people. But he is lightening up. I think he will be a good goat, but he is no Hammy.
They did put us in contact with some people who have great pyrenees puppies. We are getting one tomorrow for a herd dog. I have been told they are the best at guarding the herd. I HOPE SO! I can ot take another loss because of the coyotes.
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