When I woke up this morning and it wasn’t raining, I thought it’s going to be a great day. I usually have great days every day, I’m a pet sitter and I get to spend some incredible time with some amazing critters. Every once in a while things just don’t pan out to an amazing day. Today was one of those days.
It all started with a text from my client in Sorrento. Dayna told me she was taking baby Thumbelina and baby Rodriguez to the vet to get them dehorned. It’s sounds funny but you can’t have baby goats grow to big goats and they still have their horns. She said she had a bad feeling. Goats are just so different from dogs and anesthesia could be fatal.
I went on my usual critter visits to Altamonte Springs, Longwood and Maitland. I was right in the middle of walking Stella, Longwood’s fashionista, When I got the phone call from Dayna. Rodriguez didn’t make it through the surgery. Once again the pain of losing a critter I’ve become so attached to was upon me.
Rodriguez was almost to the point of graduating from the bottle and getting on big goat food. He was a strong baby goat, he enjoyed being outside with the other goats and drank from his bottle with gusto. I remember telling Dayna how he would cuss me out in goat talk because we started to get him off the bottle. The vet said that it had never happen to her before.
When I was there this evening, I could just see something was different with Thumbelina and Rhett. They missed their third wheel Rodriguez. All I could do was give lots of hugs and sing to them. I think the extra grain helped too. Sorry about that Dayna. So in a nut shell it was a rough day.
Life at the Sorrento farm goes on and there are dogs, cats, goats, zebus and a monkey that need affection and love. That’s what I’m going to do when I see all the critters tomorrow. It’s the only way to heal.