Saturday, June 13, 2009
Picky the Goat
On a cold winter day I arrived at the farm and started my routine. As I walked through my Dad's living room I noticed a box on the floor with a blanket folded up in it. My first though was I guess I should see if that is a cat blanket that needs to be washed. On closer inspection I saw a tiny head peering from under the blanket. I immediately went to the kitchen and asked Dad about our new arrival. He explained the neighbor was taking care of a local farm while the owners were away and she found this goat that was near death. Dad said he was just keeping it while she was in school. So as with all the sick ones that arrive it was time to set up the "sick room" where they stay until they are better. The crate, the blankets and the food and water. So as I was taking "Picky" into the room I noticed that she was VERY ill. Her tongue was hanging out and she was very warm. I decided to unwrap her and try to get her to drink. She drank only drips. I was just glad to know that she would not die alone and cold today. As I left the farm that day I was sure that she would not be alive when I returned. Boy, was I wrong. Although months and months passed with a goat living in the house and lots and lots of goat poop later, I am pleased to say that Picky is one healthy, beautiful, ornery critter. I am always amazed what a little TLC can do for a very sick, neglected and frightened animal. As Sonia, Dad and I can attest to a little love goes a long way.
Posted by Monica'sWorld at 4:08 PM