So I woke up this morning, and the day was going fine... I ate some cereal, fed my fish, let my birds out of their cage, and went out to feed the animals. I let Shannon and the chickens loose... I grabbed Bo (our horse) and walked him into the goat pen (he eats the dog food when I feed the dogs, so we lock him up)....... So I glance out at the neighbor's field (where my goats are) and see Snowy lying down. It only took me two seconds to realize she wasn't alive.
Last week I was giving my goats apples and celery and I left the bag in the goat pen (on our side of the fence)... Well, when Bo got home I noticed later that the plastic bag with the apples in it was gone. I figured Bo probably ate it. The only goat that will eat apples is Candy.
This morning the celery bag was out in the neighbor's field... So did she eat bad celery? Was it something in the field? Did she eat the apple bag? How in the hell can she be running around and then be dead two hours later?
Well, not that's got me worried about what they've been eating. Candy has been acting strange for about two weeks now... I don't have hundreds of dollars to figure out what happened to her, and our vets out here are just stupid cow doctors...
I paid $150.00 for that goat, and I was looking forward so much to showing her at state....
It is so fucking (What's the word? I've been doing this constantly lately! Ugh!)... It just makes me want to give up and sell them all.......
I work so fucking hard to keep my animals healthy and happy. I shovel out money for hay and dog food and shrimp pellets and parakeet seed and flea shampoo and nametags and wormers and vaccinations and medicine....... Fuck, it costs $4.00 for a damn dog collar!
I bought 8 Fantail Orandas two weeks ago. I gave them special food, medication, specially treated water--and do you think even one of them lived? No. (Of course, they had something wrong with them when I bought them, but how was I to know?) And you know they cost $4.00 a fish...
*sigh* I don't even cry over them anymore. Dead is dead, what good does it do? It makes me wonder why I'm so dedicated to them, though. I was so proud of that goat. And I only got one kid out of her, and I sold her.......
Would any of you be interested in owning 3 goats, by any chance? They're sweet and friendly and pretty...? One day I'll scan all my stuff and get it on this page...
Anyway. I've got to go find something to do. I hate Sundaes...
MP all.
Have a lovely day. :)
7:25 PM
Does anyone know why bad things always try to knock you down just as your spirits are trying to lift, your world trying to brighten...? I hope to God Candy is okay...
It is scary to not have decent vets around, or the money to even pay for one... This really bites... Damn!
It's strange how positive I can be when nothing ever seems to go my way....... Hmmm.......
If you hate me, don't curse me. I'm willing to negotiate. *hehe*
Stop and think a quick good thought for my animals, please... :) I would appreciate it.
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