I think if anxiety was a medical condition I would be on bed- rest. Del is still not eating, still not chewing her cud, and is slow and fragile. Of course yesterday was the vets day off and so he is coming after surgery today. At 1.30. She is drinking water and eating tiny slurps of grain. She inspects every offer but only nibbles. I have not been seen chewing her cud since the day before yesterday. She is slowly filling with milk and looks thin and drained which means baby has gone down into position. But she is so weak. And her udder is far from full but udders are not a very reliable indication of much.
I checked them both at 11 and 3 in the night and all was quiet. Tia is huge with calf and has a full udder. So she has not long to go either.
Tia is of course robust and grazing well.
So that is why I am anxious. Aunty Del this time. This ultra calm slowness is not like her at all.
Three of Molly’s eight keep escaping – the same ones every time. The naughties.
FreeBee has recovered from his vet visit!