We've cut Artie down to
two thiamine shots a day. She's not 100% healed --- she still spins when she gets excited. But
she's able to eat and go about her daily business. So I've moved on to
long-term rejuvenative care --- providing as much fresh greenery as
possible.
The trouble with that
plan is pretty obvious. It's early February. The world is brown. I've
run through nearly all the easily accessible honeysuckle and have
actually been scavenging more along my daily walk.
"Would they like kale?"
Mark asked.
"Well, yeah, they'd love kale, but that's human food."
Mark gave me this look
that made it clear he'd far rather have an angst-free wife than leafy
greens with his dinner. So I started cutting the herd a bucketful of
kale every day.
Aurora's having a hard
time figuring out how to eat kale that's not attached to the ground.
But Artemesia is older and wiser. "The leaves look tastier," she told
me. "But if you start at the stalk, you can engulf the whole thing in
one slow gulp."
Sure enough, the bucket
was soon empty, my goat's belly rounder. Here's hoping a few weeks of
fresh greenery will slow her circling a little more until this winter
trauma is a thing of the past.