Turcotte’s Syndrome
Okay then. I’m feeling better and fresher. Time to make that entry I owe you.
Rewind to Monday. I get to the playground and find the goats walking around on the little field where the horses usually are.
Someone left their door open.
I think it was on purpose, though. That would explain…
That the horses were out front. Where there is more grass. I know they enjoy it there.
It was nice with a change of scenery with the goats. I walked across the field with them all following me in one long conga line. I felt like the pied piper. Only without pies.
And the kids really liked the new space to explore. Here they are climbing the little hill at the back. They ran back and forth. You should have seen them. Across the field, back again, up the hill, down, across the hill. They were running so much that they were panting. It was the cutest thing I ever did see. You think they looked like puppies before? You should see them with their tongues out of their mouth and panting. If I didn’t know better I would have sworn they were puppy dogs.
They were almost too busy to pay attention to old Uncle Plume.
But once they had run across every little part of the place then they came back to me, and I wasn’t complaining.
Just wonderful to watch them have fun.
And look for food. They are becoming very goatzy in their hunt for feeds. I wonder if they would like pie?
They all liked cabbage. A woman came by with a plastic bag full of cabbage. It didn’t take long before she had a crowd of goats at her hands.
Handing some to Magnethe.
And hoovering the ground.
Mmm. That’s good cabbage. Incidentally that picture is number 5000 in my Coppermine gallery. Who said I was nuts? Nuts me, that’s for sherbert.
Later on some kids and adults came around to see the animals. There was one boy in particular who was interested in the goats. But he was also somewhat scared. I was sitting up against the fence and Mads had sat down next to me. The boy was on the other side of the fence. And then one of the adults came over. She asked what my name was. And then said to the boy she said “See, Plume is sitting there all calm and relaxed. He’s obviously a good animal friend, and if you just do like him then the goats aren’t dangerous at all”. And then Mads picked the perfect time to put his head down into my lap and close his eyes and make happy grunty noises while I scratched his chin. “See, Mads obviously trusts Plume and knows he’s not going to hurt him, otherwise he wouldn’t lie down with him like that”. She was saying a lot of stuff to build up the confidence of the boy, but it didn’t hurt me either! It’s nice to get praise for the way I am with the animals, of course.
The boy eventually jumped over the fence and got a bit closer to the goats. He got scared when Mads got up and started walking around, but it was a step in the right direction. And it was nice to talk to him and help him.
Mads sitting down and watching the other goats. Now to the not so nice part. I am a bit worried about him. His hooves, to be precise. He has trouble with them. It obviously hurts sometimes when he walks. Alice says that it’s arthritis. He’s getting to be an old boy. I’m just a little worried that it might be hoof rot. I read Laura’s experience with Sparkle and Taco. They had hoof rot. And they were helped by treatment. So I just think it would be very sad if there was something that could be done to help Mads and it wasn’t done. I talked to Alice about it. She said they were considering getting someone to take a look at him. I hope they will. Just for my peace of my mind.
It really makes me sad when I see him limping around. And sometimes walking on his knees. It looks really funny at first, but then you realize that he must be doing it because it hurts too much to walk normally. And that’s not funny at all. It’s also not funny how he sits down so much now. He used to always come running when he saw me. Now he mostly stays sitting. He’ll still baah like he’s excited to see me. But he doesn’t get up. And normally when I sat down on the bench it wouldn’t be 30 seconds before he jumped up and stood next to me. But now he very rarely jumps up on the bench.
There are things that suggest it might not be hoof rot though. He still does get up and walk around. He’s still lively and happy. He still charges the others and keeps his dominance. And he doesn’t mind that I touch his feet. I have been giving him foot rubsies, mostly as an excuse to get a closer look at them. Laura talked about it being boggy and sore and gross. I don’t see anything like that. And Mads seems to really enjoy when I rub and scratch him between the toes. I would imagine that if it was hoof rot then he wouldn’t like that at all. But I don’t know, I might not be going “deep” enough.
In any case, having a vet look at him would make me feel better. Whether it’s arthritis or hoof rot. Hoof rot can be treated. And I have read that aspirins can help against the pain of arthritis. So I hope they’ll have him checked out. I know it’s problematic because they have virtually no money. So calling the vet out when it’s probably nothing isn’t an easy decision. Like I said, he still seems happy and full of spirit.
Let’s hope I managed to convince Alice. And let’s hope Mads gets better. I can’t imagine life without him. He’s been such a good friend to me for so long. I don’t know if you can understand it if you don’t have social phobia and isolation and all that stuff. But then I know people get very attached to their pets in general, so yeah I guess you can understand. The thought of Mads in pain makes me very sad.
But we’ll end on a happier note.
Yesterday it rained. After a period of warmth and sun. The goats staid inside and I got to sit on a stool and have the kids jump up and down on me.
And chokolade standing on a bucket. At one point she was balancing on the bucket like that and Magnethe was standing right next to her with her two front legs down her own bucket. I’m sure you’ll remember how Magnethe likes to stand like that. I bet when the kids get bigger they’ll be standing inside the buckets as well.
All for now.
May 1st, 2008 at 21:32
I hope the people at the playground will take a serious look at Mad’s hooves. Maybe a salve or some sort of antibiotics would help the little guy.
May 1st, 2008 at 22:08
Yes, I hope they have a look at poor Mads. Do the playground employees do the hoof trimming and cleaning? He may have a rock or something that is bothering him. Something easy to get out, clean, and make him feel better.
The miniature donkey(s) have fallen in love with my husband. We stopped at the neighbors’ farm this morning on the way home from the shop.
Diesel, the male donkey was almost velcroed to my husband. Then the baby donkey who had wanted to be petted but was afraid to come up finally got nerve enough to approach my husband.
She was so excited to be petted. I got to pet both of them, too. After some petting, the baby would jump and do a little kick like she was just sooo excited to be with us. She even did a soft little whinney for my husband. She still has her soft, fuzzy baby coat of hair. It’s like cotton.
Her mama just grazed nearby and didn’t seem worried about us, but didn’t want to be petted either.
Time to go feed our goatzies. They have been out for walks the past few days and it has been hard to get them back in the barn afterwards. They are eating new green grass and the spiarea bushes. (That’s okay with me as blooming spiarea bushes make me sneeze something awful!) Less blooms will be great.
May 1st, 2008 at 22:18
LuisLemmings – I hope something can be done for him yes.
Debster – Well he had his hooves trimmed recently, so that shouldn’t be it. Let’s hope something can be worked out.
The donkeys sound wonderful. Would you be able to get pictures of them some time perhaps? I would enjoy that. The sounds almost as cute as goats. Just don’t tell the goats I said that, they would probably be offended!
May 2nd, 2008 at 15:24
I wish we would have had the camera with us. I don’t know who was happier – my husband or the donkeys! All of them were smiling.
May 5th, 2008 at 20:43
Aww, poor Mads! Maybe a local vet can be persuaded to do it for free, only charging what the treatment would cost? It’s worth a shot, at least. Hope he gets better fast!
May 5th, 2008 at 21:44
Katrine – we had a vet round today. Read the new entry for more details. I hope things will be okay.