Artie's sick and it's my
own fault. Here's hoping Mark's TLC will fix what I broke.
What did I do wrong?
When I was under the weather this fall, I didn't pay enough attention
to Artemesia's fat levels. She was losing weight, but I figured if I
stopped milking her the decline would turn into an incline.
Unfortunately, Aurora kept nursing on the sly and her mother got
thinner and thinner.
By the time Artemesia
finally weaned her daughter, it was the end of November and she'd been
bred --- more hungry children sipping away at her fat stores. I tried
to counteract the depletions by increasing her
concentrates...but
I'm now realizing that actually knocked her gut bacteria out of whack
and ruined their ability to create that all-important goat vitamin:
thiamine.
To cut a long story
short, Artie started circling this past weekend, which doesn't sound
like a big deal. But it's kinda scary when your goat isn't able to
stand still long enough to eat and instead spins endlessly, pivotting
around one hind foot so relentlessly that she builds up a
three-foot-long trail of twisted straw. (For future reference, laying
down hay instead of stray at least prevents the buildup since the
shorter particles don't turn into the same sort of rope.)
Monday we were flooded
in and unable to do anything about it. But Tuesday I sent Mark to the
vet to get thiamine and penicillin (the latter is to treat the related
listeriosis, which is an unlikely counter-diagnosis, but possible).
Then my long-suffering husband got to learn to jab needles through
tough goat hide...two needles four times a day until she's healed.
A day and a half in,
we're seeing heartening signs of progress, but still plenty of
spinning. I'll keep you posted as Artemesia (hopefully) rebounds back
to her usual cheerful self.