This summer has been the opposite of relaxing. I have somehow stumbled into five jobs. Yes. Five. I don't know how it happened, but now I grace the grocery store, the college, the local office for the aging, and the animal hospital with my occasional presence. (So, I said five and then listed four jobs. Can I count or what? The fifth job is various pet-sitting adventures.) They pay me for my appearances and a bit of work though, so it's okay. This has also been the summer of everything breaking. Into 10,000 pieces. And it feels like it costs that much too. My tooth needed a root canal. The same day as I had that checked out, the muffler went on my ol' Betsy (who is neither old, nor named Betsy). I drove to my mechanic in tears, mom in tow. He was jovial. He asked me what was wrong. With tears in my eyes I told him it sounded like I was piloting a dragon. He laughed and told me not to cry over cars and slid under the car. He came back out and wiped his hands on his jeans. He told me that the muffler came loose. We left it there to be fixed.
I seriously need to make that man and his crew some cupcakes. Mostly because about two weeks ago I was late to the animal hospital (set my alarm for pm, because I'm brilliant like that) and so when I roared in the parking lot I parked nose in and then thought I'd like to be backed in instead. I pressed the brake and pulled the shifter. It didn't budge. I pressed the brake harder because it has been known to grumble about coming out of park especially on an decline (I was parked nose down). It didn't work. I sighed, turned off the car and marched into the hospital, determined not to cry. I did anyway. I didn't even get two feet into the building when my poker face cracked. My coworker asked me what was wrong. I told him. He patted my back and went out to the parking lot with me, but he couldn't get it either.
What ensued was a long day of research about not shifting (a common problem in my car's make & model) and how to fix it, along with a call to my aforementioned mechanic, and to my grandmother for the number of triple A. One of the receptionists called her landlord who came with his truck and chains and tried to get enough pressure off the front of the car that the shift lock would let us shift. No dice.
My mechanic ended up driving about forty miles out of his way, taking time away from his family to help me. I can't tell you how much it means to me he was willing to do that. He ended up staying about an hour rigging the shift so I could actually shift the thing and get it to his shop. I'm just so damn grateful.
I hate to say it, but so far those three things (root canal, car breaking x2) have been the most traumatic parts of summer. It could be so much worse, so I'm not complaining. The weather has been beautiful with stunning days and rainy evenings, I've been able to keep on top of the laundry, and there's a good chance I get to have an apartment this upcoming semester... with Sawyer and Nova.
And so, despite everything, life is good friends.
Until next time,
Bike Ride
Finals are over, but I have a busy summer ahead! Onward and upward!
Until next time,
Things 'Round Here
Spring is here with cold and snow, though last weekend was beautiful.
So beautiful that I brought Sawyer and Fidget (mom's min pin) to the fenced area at the school for play and training sessions. A friend and her dog joined us. She even brought cooked chicken for me for Sawyer! I didn't think of that!
Sawyer has escaped a lot lately. Last week it happened twice. I have to thank God that he doesn't go toward the (very busy) road, but up to the woods and he neighbor's yard. The neighbor has a 3 or so foot tall ravine in which a small creek flows. Sawyer especially loves jumping it. Then drinking from it (lepto vaccine very important here!), then laying in it.
Directly after running away and being caught again.
Nova is well. She enjoys making the bed and special kitty time in which I kick the dog out and play with her or love on her without her being startled or chased by any dog.
Playing.
Daffodils are just blooming now, but I've been buying the ones that the grocery store has been getting in. Daffodils are my favorite flowers. :)
This woman. She's my Gramma and she is just the best. She is sweet and kind and caring and will give you the shirt off your back to make you happy. Her brother passed away last Wednesday. She is away right now. My uncle (her son) drove from Virginia to New York to get her and bring her back down to attend the funeral in North Carolina. I miss her.
Lastly, I got a betta fish. I named him Amos. Gramma got one, then another and I remembered how much I missed having them. So I drove out to Petco and got the one I'd had my eye on for four weeks. He was still there!
Until next time,
So beautiful that I brought Sawyer and Fidget (mom's min pin) to the fenced area at the school for play and training sessions. A friend and her dog joined us. She even brought cooked chicken for me for Sawyer! I didn't think of that!
Sawyer has escaped a lot lately. Last week it happened twice. I have to thank God that he doesn't go toward the (very busy) road, but up to the woods and he neighbor's yard. The neighbor has a 3 or so foot tall ravine in which a small creek flows. Sawyer especially loves jumping it. Then drinking from it (lepto vaccine very important here!), then laying in it.
Directly after running away and being caught again.
Nova is well. She enjoys making the bed and special kitty time in which I kick the dog out and play with her or love on her without her being startled or chased by any dog.
Playing.
Daffodils are just blooming now, but I've been buying the ones that the grocery store has been getting in. Daffodils are my favorite flowers. :)
This woman. She's my Gramma and she is just the best. She is sweet and kind and caring and will give you the shirt off your back to make you happy. Her brother passed away last Wednesday. She is away right now. My uncle (her son) drove from Virginia to New York to get her and bring her back down to attend the funeral in North Carolina. I miss her.
Lastly, I got a betta fish. I named him Amos. Gramma got one, then another and I remembered how much I missed having them. So I drove out to Petco and got the one I'd had my eye on for four weeks. He was still there!
Until next time,
Thunder Storms
The first thunderstorms of spring rolled through this evening. I wouldn't have felt the need to make a post about it, except I looked up when the first thunderstorms came through last spring. Can you believe it was this exact date? April 8th, 2014!
Strange huh?
Lots of crazy has been going on around here, with school and my computer crashing, etc. I promise I will be back soon with photos galore and a proper post! Hope everyone is well.
Until next time,
Strange huh?
Lots of crazy has been going on around here, with school and my computer crashing, etc. I promise I will be back soon with photos galore and a proper post! Hope everyone is well.
Until next time,
The Little Piglet that Could
The momma pigs are restless. There are three of them, one has had her babies. There were quite a few in the beginning, but five have since passed away. I don't understand how momma pigs end up laying on their babies, one would think the little ones would scramble out of the way, or mom might be more cautious, but it does happen.
There's a little runt – gender unconfirmed, but a little boy is my personal suspicion – and he is just so darn cute, and rather sweet. He was competing with his numerous siblings for a place at momma's table, but he just couldn't cut it. After all his siblings had eaten and retired to the corner under the heat lamp, he made his tottering way up front, where the automatic waterer is. He began lapping up the liquid on the floor. I'm afraid it wasn't all water.
We tried to discourage him as much as possible, but he was thirsty! He was also shivering. Bear in mind that it is still winter and even though the barn is heated, a tiny little pig gets the chills quickly. We encouraged him to go back to his siblings under the heat lamp, but every time we stuck our hands in the pen, momma pig would see it and come running over furiously, all full of protective instinct, grunting and groaning and carrying on.
However, we are future techs, and do not easily give up. There's a tiny whole in the pen's wall, just big enough for a runt piglet. One of my classmates drew up her courage and reached through, encouraging him to come closer. He did wander toward her, lapping the liquid on the floor as he went. She reached around him and gently pulled him toward her. He was silent. We were all holding our breaths. She lifted him, and got his back legs through the hole. As she lifted him further, to pull him through, he squealed.
I have never seen an animal turn quicker than his momma. I have also never been as frightened of an animal as that. These momma's are huge! I would honestly guess in the 600-700lb range. They've been at our farm for several years. She came screaming over. My classmate let go of that baby and he went running to mom. I can't blame her, I would have too.
However, that had the desired effect. Little baby runt went back to his siblings and cuddled down in the middle and began to dream little piggy dreams.
Until next time,
There's a little runt – gender unconfirmed, but a little boy is my personal suspicion – and he is just so darn cute, and rather sweet. He was competing with his numerous siblings for a place at momma's table, but he just couldn't cut it. After all his siblings had eaten and retired to the corner under the heat lamp, he made his tottering way up front, where the automatic waterer is. He began lapping up the liquid on the floor. I'm afraid it wasn't all water.
We tried to discourage him as much as possible, but he was thirsty! He was also shivering. Bear in mind that it is still winter and even though the barn is heated, a tiny little pig gets the chills quickly. We encouraged him to go back to his siblings under the heat lamp, but every time we stuck our hands in the pen, momma pig would see it and come running over furiously, all full of protective instinct, grunting and groaning and carrying on.
However, we are future techs, and do not easily give up. There's a tiny whole in the pen's wall, just big enough for a runt piglet. One of my classmates drew up her courage and reached through, encouraging him to come closer. He did wander toward her, lapping the liquid on the floor as he went. She reached around him and gently pulled him toward her. He was silent. We were all holding our breaths. She lifted him, and got his back legs through the hole. As she lifted him further, to pull him through, he squealed.
I have never seen an animal turn quicker than his momma. I have also never been as frightened of an animal as that. These momma's are huge! I would honestly guess in the 600-700lb range. They've been at our farm for several years. She came screaming over. My classmate let go of that baby and he went running to mom. I can't blame her, I would have too.
However, that had the desired effect. Little baby runt went back to his siblings and cuddled down in the middle and began to dream little piggy dreams.
Until next time,
Photo A Day / Week 9 / 2015
Hello friends,
I hope you've had a good week!
I'm linking up with Natasha's Photo-A-Day, so go check out what everyone else got up to this week! There have been some truly beautiful photos, and I love seeing the simple beauty in other's every day lives.
One // I showed this photo in the last post, but I love it so much I decided to share it again!
Two // Studying Clinical Physiology and filling out my take home test.
Three // Some beautiful moss on a pine tree branch.
A little bit of green in all this snow does a heart good.
Four // A little hopeful garlic on the kitchen windowsill.
Five // I was playing with my new Lightscoop. It works beautifully.
This was taken after the sun went down with flash!
Six // I love this firey-topped tree in the neighbor's yard.
I would have gotten a better photo if the snow wasn't up to my knees.
Seven // I love this sweet boy and am thankful every day to have him in my life.
This was a hard week for me. This week was the first time that the thought I can't do this crossed my mind in regards to school. I am having a difficult time with a skill I must demonstrate successfully in two weeks.
But I won't give up. Whatever trouble I am having now can't last forever.
Until next time,
I hope you've had a good week!
I'm linking up with Natasha's Photo-A-Day, so go check out what everyone else got up to this week! There have been some truly beautiful photos, and I love seeing the simple beauty in other's every day lives.
One // I showed this photo in the last post, but I love it so much I decided to share it again!
Two // Studying Clinical Physiology and filling out my take home test.
Three // Some beautiful moss on a pine tree branch.
A little bit of green in all this snow does a heart good.
Four // A little hopeful garlic on the kitchen windowsill.
Five // I was playing with my new Lightscoop. It works beautifully.
This was taken after the sun went down with flash!
Six // I love this firey-topped tree in the neighbor's yard.
I would have gotten a better photo if the snow wasn't up to my knees.
Seven // I love this sweet boy and am thankful every day to have him in my life.
This was a hard week for me. This week was the first time that the thought I can't do this crossed my mind in regards to school. I am having a difficult time with a skill I must demonstrate successfully in two weeks.
But I won't give up. Whatever trouble I am having now can't last forever.
Until next time,
New Addition!
Hello friends,
Well, I won't beat around the bush too much...
Isn't it wonderful!?
It's a Nikon D3200, and I am totally in love. It went on sale on Amazon, and I had enough saved up just for it. It was even on special and came with a 32GB memory card, and a case too.
This is the first photo I took.
This is one of the first pictures I took; and even though it's slightly blurry, I love it.
Guys, I never knew how amazing DSLRs are! I always thought it was my lack of skill behind the camera, but I know now that no matter how wonderful my little Canon Powershot is, it just doesn't have the same level of control.
I tried landscapes...
...and some action shots!
I attempted the macro setting...
...and portrait too!
I love, love, love this camera already, and I have so much to learn!
Unfortunately, I didn't take a picture a day last week, so I won't link up with Natasha. BUT I will next time around! In the mean time, go check out what she and everyone who linked up did this past week!
Until next time,
Well, I won't beat around the bush too much...
Isn't it wonderful!?
It's a Nikon D3200, and I am totally in love. It went on sale on Amazon, and I had enough saved up just for it. It was even on special and came with a 32GB memory card, and a case too.
This is the first photo I took.
This is one of the first pictures I took; and even though it's slightly blurry, I love it.Guys, I never knew how amazing DSLRs are! I always thought it was my lack of skill behind the camera, but I know now that no matter how wonderful my little Canon Powershot is, it just doesn't have the same level of control.
I tried landscapes...
...and some action shots!
I attempted the macro setting...
...and portrait too!I love, love, love this camera already, and I have so much to learn!
Unfortunately, I didn't take a picture a day last week, so I won't link up with Natasha. BUT I will next time around! In the mean time, go check out what she and everyone who linked up did this past week!
Until next time,
Photo A Day / Week 7 / 2015
Hello Friends!
Seems we've come to the end of another week. My, how the time does fly! It was a good week. We're on a quick break starting tomorrow, and let me tell you, I felt it near the end of this past week. My motivation for homework went way down! Normally I don't mind it too much and I stay on top of it, but golly I didn't want anything to do with it. Don't worry though, I'll be staying plenty busy with two take-home tests, and three papers to work on!
Linking up with Natasha once again, so go check out what everyone else posted!
One // These paws are wonderful. And kissable.
Two // Umbrella tree. I'm not trying to kill it, but it gets forgotten a lot, poor thing.
Luckily it's very hardy!
Three // Someone kindly brought Apples to Apples this past game Wednesday.
Four // My mud flap fell off.
It's been freezing or below for twenty some-odd days now. I can't get this stuff off.
Five // One of the shelter dogs we are hosting this semester, Maisy.
Six // Another one of our shelter pups, Nicole. I spent my weekend caring for them with another student; we're on break this week!
Seven // My brother Ben's car in the back yard. It's been a little snowy!
Seems we've come to the end of another week. My, how the time does fly! It was a good week. We're on a quick break starting tomorrow, and let me tell you, I felt it near the end of this past week. My motivation for homework went way down! Normally I don't mind it too much and I stay on top of it, but golly I didn't want anything to do with it. Don't worry though, I'll be staying plenty busy with two take-home tests, and three papers to work on!
Linking up with Natasha once again, so go check out what everyone else posted!
One // These paws are wonderful. And kissable.
Two // Umbrella tree. I'm not trying to kill it, but it gets forgotten a lot, poor thing.
Luckily it's very hardy!
Three // Someone kindly brought Apples to Apples this past game Wednesday.
Four // My mud flap fell off.
It's been freezing or below for twenty some-odd days now. I can't get this stuff off.
Five // One of the shelter dogs we are hosting this semester, Maisy.
Six // Another one of our shelter pups, Nicole. I spent my weekend caring for them with another student; we're on break this week!
Seven // My brother Ben's car in the back yard. It's been a little snowy!
Mouse CPR
I am in school to be a vet tech, and the other day I was reminded about why I chose this field.
I was in lab with my box of mice. We each receive four and they are either males or females. I chose males. We are encouraged to check on them each day and bring them treats or toys or something to enrich their existence. It also serves as a reward for them. They get handled and then they get treats and fun things to play with. When we first got them, they were wild little rascals, but now merely four weeks later they are much sweeter and used to being handled. We do scary things to them. Scary for us and a little scary for them. We had to put them under anesthesia last week and let me tell you my hands have never shaken more. I was so nervous. He was napping happily while I collected blood and (he) never felt a thing.
To recover them we roll them gently in bubble wrap (with their little noses sticking out) and set them on a warming pad. Sounds weird, but animals under anesthesia can't regulate their body heat and it's up to us to keep them warm. Once they are aware and are capable of righting themselves when you turn them on their side, they can go back to their cage mates. I was nervous about my little guy climbing out of the warming container so I put him in my lab coat pocket for awhile until he tried to climb out of it – then I knew he was ready to go back.
Let me tell you I was terrified while that animal was under anesthesia. This limp little guy you are responsible for: he can't move himself out of danger, he can't keep himself warm, and he can't blink and wet his eyes. You have to do all that for him. It was something else.
Our colony is sick. They have a debilitating disease that can cause hereditary bone issues. There have been losses associated with that disease. It also causes breathing trouble. My smallest mouse, the second week, went into a respiratory fit and I was sure I'd lost him. Panicked, I called over my teacher who took the mouse from me.
My teacher is a very tall man with blunt, wide fingers. He handled that tiny, tiny mouse with such care and he talked to me in such a soothing voice. He asked me what I'd done, gently. I told him the truth: I'd given the mouse an injection of sub-q fluids and nothing more. I was just restraining him when he went limp. My teacher, holding that limp mouse in the palm of his hands, gave the tiniest chest compressions I'll ever see.
Right there is where I realized I was in the right field.
I strive to be as compassionate and gentle as that man was every day.
Just when I'd given up hope, the little guy sat right up, a little wobbly, but just fine. He still is fine, healthy and thriving!
Photo used under the creative commons license on Flickr.
Until next time,
I was in lab with my box of mice. We each receive four and they are either males or females. I chose males. We are encouraged to check on them each day and bring them treats or toys or something to enrich their existence. It also serves as a reward for them. They get handled and then they get treats and fun things to play with. When we first got them, they were wild little rascals, but now merely four weeks later they are much sweeter and used to being handled. We do scary things to them. Scary for us and a little scary for them. We had to put them under anesthesia last week and let me tell you my hands have never shaken more. I was so nervous. He was napping happily while I collected blood and (he) never felt a thing.
To recover them we roll them gently in bubble wrap (with their little noses sticking out) and set them on a warming pad. Sounds weird, but animals under anesthesia can't regulate their body heat and it's up to us to keep them warm. Once they are aware and are capable of righting themselves when you turn them on their side, they can go back to their cage mates. I was nervous about my little guy climbing out of the warming container so I put him in my lab coat pocket for awhile until he tried to climb out of it – then I knew he was ready to go back.
Let me tell you I was terrified while that animal was under anesthesia. This limp little guy you are responsible for: he can't move himself out of danger, he can't keep himself warm, and he can't blink and wet his eyes. You have to do all that for him. It was something else.
Our colony is sick. They have a debilitating disease that can cause hereditary bone issues. There have been losses associated with that disease. It also causes breathing trouble. My smallest mouse, the second week, went into a respiratory fit and I was sure I'd lost him. Panicked, I called over my teacher who took the mouse from me.
My teacher is a very tall man with blunt, wide fingers. He handled that tiny, tiny mouse with such care and he talked to me in such a soothing voice. He asked me what I'd done, gently. I told him the truth: I'd given the mouse an injection of sub-q fluids and nothing more. I was just restraining him when he went limp. My teacher, holding that limp mouse in the palm of his hands, gave the tiniest chest compressions I'll ever see.
I strive to be as compassionate and gentle as that man was every day.
Just when I'd given up hope, the little guy sat right up, a little wobbly, but just fine. He still is fine, healthy and thriving!
Photo used under the creative commons license on Flickr.
Until next time,
Photo A Day / Week 6 / 2015
One // The maple tree is making new leaves.
Two // My new necklace.
Three // We've started playing Jenga between classes on Wednesdays.
Four // This is one of my mice, Slingshot.
He lives at school because he's just assigned to me for the class.
Five // Nova in the morning light.
Six // Kismet (a Milking Shorthorn). She's very sick.
She is receiving painkillers and powerful antibiotics via a jugular catheter.
Seven // Doodling instead of homework.
White boards are awesome for sketching ideas without wasting precious sketch paper!
I like dragons, what can I say? :)
Until next time,
Photo A Day / Week 5 / 2015
Linking up with Natasha once again!
It snowed this week. Real snow, and lots of it. It was wonderful. It was what winter is supposed to be: going to bed with little to no snow and waking up to a white winter wonderland.
One // The storm begins.
Two // Snow comparison. Left: Feb 1st. Right: Feb 2nd.
Three // Sawyer's nose.
Four // My hair. With an adorable decorative feather comb.
Five // The raspberry bushes produced well into the fall,
and they weren't done when winter came 'round.
Six // Practicing my knots for large animal lab.
Seven // Gratuitous meat head/Sawyer shot.
Until next time,
It snowed this week. Real snow, and lots of it. It was wonderful. It was what winter is supposed to be: going to bed with little to no snow and waking up to a white winter wonderland.
One // The storm begins.
Two // Snow comparison. Left: Feb 1st. Right: Feb 2nd.
Three // Sawyer's nose.
Four // My hair. With an adorable decorative feather comb.
Five // The raspberry bushes produced well into the fall,
and they weren't done when winter came 'round.
Six // Practicing my knots for large animal lab.
Seven // Gratuitous meat head/Sawyer shot.
Until next time,
A Plea (and Recipe) For REAL Waffles
What is that in your cart? Is it what I think it is? FROZEN waffles? Are you crazy? I'm very tempted to lower my eyebrows at you and scowl. (And then slap them out of your hand. And then gather them all up and throw them away forever... but I may be slightly overreacting at that point.)
BUT instead I will give you my family's treasured waffle recipe. We used to have these once every two or so weeks for breakfast. I quite love waffles in general, since I'm not a big pancake fan and I loathe french toast. (I know, I'm an awful person. You can't say anything about that that I don't already hear from my family on french toast days.)
Luscious.
Delicious.
Viva la waffle!
Definite member of the waffles over pancakes movement.
Okay, I'm done now. Please enjoy the waffles!
Double or triple this recipe and keep the leftovers in the fridge. They fit perfectly in the toaster for easy warm up! Homemade Strawberry Sauce is amazing over these with some fresh whipped cream. I will link to it when I get that recipe up.
Enjoy!
Photo used under the creative commons license on Flickr. Photo taken by Brendan C.
Until next time,
BUT instead I will give you my family's treasured waffle recipe. We used to have these once every two or so weeks for breakfast. I quite love waffles in general, since I'm not a big pancake fan and I loathe french toast. (I know, I'm an awful person. You can't say anything about that that I don't already hear from my family on french toast days.)
Luscious.
Delicious.
Viva la waffle!
Definite member of the waffles over pancakes movement.
Okay, I'm done now. Please enjoy the waffles!
Real (Awesome) Waffles
- 2 eggs
- 3/4 cup milk
- 2 Tablespoons baking powder
- 1 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1 cup flour
- 1 1/2 teaspoon sugar
Get that waffle iron preheating. (Link is to the newer model of the waffle maker we have.)
In medium bowl beat eggs until thick. Mix in milk and oil. Add dry ingredients, beat until batter is smooth.
Grease waffle iron. We use saved bacon fat.
Pour approximately 1 cups onto the preheated 4 section waffle iron. Close and back until done, about 5 minutes. (The light on our goes off when they're done.) Makes 2 4-section waffles.
Double or triple this recipe and keep the leftovers in the fridge. They fit perfectly in the toaster for easy warm up! Homemade Strawberry Sauce is amazing over these with some fresh whipped cream. I will link to it when I get that recipe up.
Enjoy!
Photo used under the creative commons license on Flickr. Photo taken by Brendan C.
Until next time,
Ewe Saving
I am seriously in love with going to school!
Sure, it costs, but really, how many people get to go to school and play with pretty much any animal they want? Vet tech program for the win!
I'm taking a large animal care course this semester and part of the course is a three hour lab once a week in which we go to the school's barn and learn. This week we did cow restraints: haltering, nose leads, casting, tail jacking, and tail twisting. Our girls are pretty well behaved and stand for most of what we do, but they didn't much like casting. We have one who is expected to calve any day and I can't wait to meet the new little one!
After lab ended this past week, the farm manager dismissed us for the day. I hung around and talked to one of the instructors who is also a friend. The farm manager came over and asked her to help him with a sheep with a prolapsed uterus. He had something called a Ewe Saver in his hands and gave it to her along with some thin rope and went to get the rest of the supplies.
My teacher looked at me and said, "Would you like to come see us replace a prolapsed uterus?" You can bet I practically danced a yes!
So we drove over to the sheep shed and isolated the poor ewe. We got her haltered and tied to part of the hay manger. Then the farm manager met us and handed us a bag of sterile saline. We washed her uterus off and then he carefully and gently worked it back in. (He had the gloves, not us.) It took maybe ten minutes because she struggled and grunted and groaned and protested. I'm sure it hurt, but as with most things animal medicine related, it was for the best.
He inserted the ewe saver and tied it with the ropes and bam she was all better. She also got a nice big dose of antibiotic to stave off infection.
Poor sheep, but she'll be okay. I thought the whole thing was awesome! My first real experience with farm animal medicine, and it was wonderful.
Until next time,
Sure, it costs, but really, how many people get to go to school and play with pretty much any animal they want? Vet tech program for the win!
I'm taking a large animal care course this semester and part of the course is a three hour lab once a week in which we go to the school's barn and learn. This week we did cow restraints: haltering, nose leads, casting, tail jacking, and tail twisting. Our girls are pretty well behaved and stand for most of what we do, but they didn't much like casting. We have one who is expected to calve any day and I can't wait to meet the new little one!
After lab ended this past week, the farm manager dismissed us for the day. I hung around and talked to one of the instructors who is also a friend. The farm manager came over and asked her to help him with a sheep with a prolapsed uterus. He had something called a Ewe Saver in his hands and gave it to her along with some thin rope and went to get the rest of the supplies.
My teacher looked at me and said, "Would you like to come see us replace a prolapsed uterus?" You can bet I practically danced a yes!
So we drove over to the sheep shed and isolated the poor ewe. We got her haltered and tied to part of the hay manger. Then the farm manager met us and handed us a bag of sterile saline. We washed her uterus off and then he carefully and gently worked it back in. (He had the gloves, not us.) It took maybe ten minutes because she struggled and grunted and groaned and protested. I'm sure it hurt, but as with most things animal medicine related, it was for the best.
He inserted the ewe saver and tied it with the ropes and bam she was all better. She also got a nice big dose of antibiotic to stave off infection.
Poor sheep, but she'll be okay. I thought the whole thing was awesome! My first real experience with farm animal medicine, and it was wonderful.
Until next time,
Photo A Day / Week 4 / 2015
Hello all!
Here's another round of Photo A Day. Linking up with Natasha again! I missed Thursday this week. Thursday was exceptionally busy. Enjoy!
Jan. 26th // My beautiful mountains, all around.
Jan. 27th // Studying parasites. This one is Taenia saginata.
Jan. 28th // Miss Nova Mae.
Jan. 29th // No photos today. :(
Jan. 30th // A second Nova picture! She was being exceptionally photogenic this week.
Jan. 31st // It snowed! Real snow this time!
Today I'm grateful for snow! I feel like a little kid when it snows, especially more than a few inches. It's supposed to snow tonight into Monday morning and I'm pretty excited. (Sincerely hoping for safe driving to school though. It was scary on Friday morning.)
Until next time,
Here's another round of Photo A Day. Linking up with Natasha again! I missed Thursday this week. Thursday was exceptionally busy. Enjoy!
Jan. 26th // My beautiful mountains, all around.
Jan. 27th // Studying parasites. This one is Taenia saginata.
Jan. 28th // Miss Nova Mae.
Jan. 30th // A second Nova picture! She was being exceptionally photogenic this week.
Jan. 31st // It snowed! Real snow this time!
Today I'm grateful for snow! I feel like a little kid when it snows, especially more than a few inches. It's supposed to snow tonight into Monday morning and I'm pretty excited. (Sincerely hoping for safe driving to school though. It was scary on Friday morning.)
Until next time,
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