Wednesday 19 January 2011
Not the best day...Poor Velvet.
The day set off well...too well. I am superstitious and always 'thank my lucky stars' when things are good. It was another lovely morning and it is so peaceful and beautiful here where we live, that I was thinking how grateful I should be. The dogs were out with me and Velvet, as always was being very entertaining.
As I was sweeping up, Phoebe and Minnie were the only alpacas up by the shelter. So, as I went to put some more hay in the feeder; I turned to talk to them; walking backwards at the same time..."ah Minnie Moo are you with your Mummy, that's sooo sweet"....kinda thing. What I wasn't doing was look where I was going. I slipped on a stone and did this comedy maneuver...you know the one where your legs end up higher than your head and you end up flat on your back in a fit of giggles (I am sure this is a middle-aged thing as I don't remember such indignity in my younger days). Well Velvet was on top of me in no time checking that I was okay, licking my face and urging me to get up. Once I was on my feet she looked at Phoebe and Minnie, obviously thinking that it was their fault and promptly chased them down the field. Not good ...but loyal!
Consequently I love her back equally. So... the end to the beautiful morning? The postwoman...speeding down the lane to the farm...Velvet crossing the lane (i.e on our own property). The peace and quite broken by my screaming. By the thump I really thought that she would be dead. I jumped in the post van and we were taken to the vets (Not thinking straight...as I didn't have the car to get home...thankfully my father picked me up). En route I remembered that in my panic I had not closed the feed shed door...H.T and Galaxy like a bit of private dining so I was concerned that they might go in and help themselves...a call was made and it was Amanda to the rescue. I work on Intensive Care...why can't I cope?!!!
I have just been to collect Velvet...one sleepy, very sickly Velvet...but she is going to be okay. Metacam, antibiotics and a strapped leg. She is supposed to be wearing a plastic collar but it wasn't going down well...I am hoping that she is a bit too off colour to be picking at dressings today...anyway it's off for now.
Velvet with her 'bad leg'
A bit better...no Velvet leave it.