I was reading about weather patterns yesterday morning and ‘like a sine wave on a slope’ was a phrase I read. And I liked the sound of it. They were talking about the earth cooling down slowly into the winter – then warming slowly back up towards summer. The sine wave oscillating up and down, up and down further, then up and down even further. But I just loved that phrase. ‘like a sine wave on a slope’ – it seemed to describe mankind. I love the word oscillating too. Reminds me of a dancing child with two tunes in her head and a cupcake in her hand.
The vet came and spent some time with Tane and as he has treated the little boar for this condition before and watched the decline in the dexterity of his back end, he has concluded that he probably has a degenerative congenital spinal problem. Not a bung hip as previously thought. Tane is not very old you know. Naturally there is a proper name for this condition but I cannot remember it. It may be that he was born with vertebrae that do not meet properly or they are drifting apart as he gets older and heavier- he always did have a wild waddly walk. But basically it is his spine that is letting him down – not his hip. That is why he is leaning heavily on his two front feet. We watched him toddle about with his odd balletic walk thinking what to do. Then I fed Tima an extra treat to keep her from interfering and Tane quickly turned on his front feet, lifted his back feet and swung his bum into a wide turn, like a bride swishing her train out behind her, then gambling away at speed rushed over to Tima, wacked her in the head and stole her food – the vet grunted and agreed that he was doing ok. So we are starting a new anti inflammatory that also relieves pain but does not have the nasty side effects of prednisone and see if he improves.
Then we will take him off it as a trial. If he is worse without it then he will work out a dose that he can take daily for as long as he needs it – which will be the rest of his life. Because in the long term he will get worse. But we will cross that bridge when we come to it. Sheila is now living with cows. Because she hates pigs she is a bit of a problem in the winter with enclosed spaces being in short supply and she refusing to share. And she hates to be locked up in an interior pen.
So I decided to try her with cows. Yesterday the new calf shelter in the old rat house was finished. The Rat House opens into Sheila’s little field that we call the Salad Bar. So, I nailed a board across the entrance to Sheila’s suite so the cows could not go in there but she could go in and out, then opened the gate from the Rat House paddock to the Salad Bar and let the young cows through so they could inspect their new winter digs (the gates will remain open for the winter) and watched closely to see what Sheila would do.
She did nothing – in fact as they came through into her field she calmly sauntered past them and into theirs. In the evening she just wandered off to her bed and they wandered off to theirs – no drama at all. So all is well and Sheila does not have to be locked up in a small space for the winter – she will be free to wander half the farm with the calves.
You never know – she might even sleep with them if she gets too cold. The dairy cows have the other half of the farm. I always feed the cows as far away from their barns as I can go – exercise is important in the winter.
I am pleased. Another problem solved and help on the way for Tane.
I hope you have a lovely day.
More fencing for me!