Overhwelming

Things are looking, well, maybe up, or down, or sideways.
Yndi had stem cell therapy 13 days ago. She got some pain relief from that, but the treatment is mainly to promote hoof growth, so that the growth can outrun the damage. Still don't know on that one. She stopped shedding abruptly, which is bothersome.

My computer had problems, then I had problems with my service contract, part of which was subcontracted and nobody wanted to take care of it. That took a weeks a nd six hours of driving. Then I had a computer rest to factory. No apps, no files. I have been restoring everything.

Here are some pictures I took on the way to the mailbox.

Dire

Hard to take a picture of someone who keeps advancing on you.

Yndi's situation is dire. The vet came Monday, the xrays were not so good. I decided to begin stem cell therapy, the stem cells are on order. Probably be here by the end of next week.

It was a case of In for a penny, in for a pound. Yesterday I regretted that decision.

Pain management has been difficult. She received a long term chemical nerve block. Three days later she was in more pain than ever. Finally, after 4 days and another change in medication, there is improvement.

I had called our neighbor who has a backhoe about digging a hole.

My husband has checked the well data and is worried about all the water I'm using to soak hay.

Gratuitous baby goat pics.

Baby Peanut

Baby Peanut

Grendel

Better?

Last night when I went to the barn to put goats away and give pellets and electrolytes. Peanut the baby goat and Grendel the mom goat were in with Yndi. They seem to be able to cross fences at will, so this was their choice. Yndi has been too grumpy in the past for Grendel to want to be in her pen.

Last night, Yndi seemed to be moving better. Maybe she is better, maybe the goats buoyed her spirits. Yndi has been both curious and tolerant of Peanut, allowing him to chew her tail and walk between her legs. She has had four foals. She must have been a great mother.

Goat specialize in photobombs.

H and H

Handwalking and hoping. Many of us have been there.

Here is a 2017 picture of Yndi. I haven't taken her picture is a little while. I think I don't want to be taking my last pictures of Yndi. There will probably not be any new pictures until she is out of the woods. This is not life as usual, no matter how Dave likes to pretend.

In the meantime, there are goats. Photobombing goats. Is there any other kind of goat?

Blogger is tricky, moving ad floating pictures, links, and text. Editing in html is a pain. Good thing I can.

Long Time...

Its been a long time. I've done a lot of things. Some have been good.

The weather broke.

Yndi has been laid up with severe hoof abscesses in both fronts for most of the time. Lots of poultice and soaking. I couldn't go anywhere with Pepper because she would panic at getting left. I couldn't load her up and take her with us because standing in a moving trailer would have been torture. I bought her a goat for company, but she was terrified.

I went to The National Drive in Lexington KY and had fun driving a Gotland pony that was loaned to me. Then I went on to Virginia to visit my cousin who showed me Yorktown and Colonial Williamsburg.

I spent a week in Reno, visiting my dad for Thanksgiving.

I did a lot of batik medallions to attach to saddlepads, and had so much trouble getting blank Lam-Cell pads to put them on that I decided I had to switch. So I did some market research and decided on PRI pads for 2018. There will be a price increase because, if I don't, I lose money even faster.

Of course, Pepper lost condition in that time, and I have started getting her back. The first 3/4 mile up from our house is killer steep and she cant even get all the way up. The first 1/4 mile makes her sore the next day. So: every other day we go the first 1/4 mile. I will be ready to take her to the park for better conditioning soon, if they would just deliver the new refrigerator so I could leave home!

PS The goat's boogery nose got better within a few days of arriving at our place. We named her Grendel. I think she's pregnant.