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Summer like cotton sheets
Yesterday I was feeding the chickens and suddenly looked up as I felt a Lull descend like a floating white cotton sheet upon the Farmy. A summer lull. Long before the times of fitted sheets, (which I hate by the way – they are useless when the elastic gives up), my mother would make the…
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Prone Cats and Sleeping Calves
John has so much work now that he is working six days a week, leaving at 4 in the morning and not getting home until after seven. Lady Astor and I wait for him. John has an habitual cough and when she hears him cough, as he walks from his truck to the barn after pulling…
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Still alive
Against all the odds, and rattling like an old train when he drinks (antibiotics are not helping him – they seldom do help such young bony animals) The Little Bobby is still alive. Yesterday afternoon I shifted him into the small pen close by my bedroom window and gave him small sips of colostrum (I have jars…
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The Woods
OK. It has been a rough 36 hours. Or how many hours? Since Saturday morning anyway. It feels like a week. We are not out of the woods yet but I do see the light a little. The calf scours have not got the better of us yet. I have three calves looking quite good- still not…
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Scours in Calves
By late morning yesterday four of the five calves were scouring. Diarrhea. Bad. All except Difficult. Here is what I know. Any loss of fluids needs to be replaced very fast or a small newly born animal like these calves will die. The scouring needs to be attended to immediately. If caught early and I…
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