Emergency on the farm….

There’s something to be said about the convenience and peace of mind we get when taking our pets to the vet, even though we don’t think about or appreciate it at the time.

I learned this recently.

Case in point:  our two-year old, rescued, pet Katahdin sheep, Kandle.  He severed the entire left side of his top lip a few days ago on God know’s what.  We searched the barn and fences for any evidence but found nothing.  The lip was hanging off of his face about four inches and there was bleeding.  It was obvious that stitches were in order.

This is where this story really begins and why I will never again complain about having to take the dog to the vet.

The first obstacle I faced was that  it was a Sunday night when I noticed Kandle’s injury which meant it was after hours for any vet and being that he is a sheep, the local emergency vet clinic was obviously not an option.  Second, because my sheep had never needed a vet, I had none!  My first inclination was to call my horse vet. Surely she could do something!  But her gentle reply was disappointing.  She said that treating anything other than equine and their problems just was not an option for her or me, or Kandle.  Doc knew of only one other vet who would possibly be able to help, but he was out-of-town.  So, I immediately got online and Googled  “farm vets in Ohio” which led me to The Ohio State University  School of Vet Medicine site where I was elated to find that they actually have a 24/7 emergency room/clinic for livestock!  But because we are a good hour and a half away and trailering our upset lamb ( he wouldn’t even let me near him) was going to be our last option, I made a call.  The vet I spoke with was very helpful and eased my mind.  I texted her a photo of our boy’s predicament and she assured me he would probably be fine until the next day and wasn’t going to bleed to death. I was so relieved. Of course we did have the option of bringing him to the clinic at OSU, but she didn’t think it was necessary unless I couldn’t find a vet the next day.

Early the next morning, and 3 phone calls later, I finally got the name of a livestock vet…but from the next county!! I was grateful to say the least but here’s the thing:  We are in a county that is very rural, complete with a big county fair in August that includes 4-H, livestock auctions, and sheep and goat exhibits, so why in the world can I not find a farm vet in our county or at least one closer than 30 miles away?  Is there a shortage?  Seriously? I’m still working on that one.  Anyway, this vet was so wonderful .  He worked me in and came out that afternoon (as he also sees the normal canine/feline “have to take your pet to the vet” type of patients in his office).

The story ends fairly well.  Kandle’s lip was saved and stitched and he was given tetanus and an antibiotic shots.  The fee was reasonable and the best part was he was fixed and out of pain.

Then yesterday…

I noticed Kandle scratching his face up and down on the wall of his stall and with a closer look there it was…a piece of red, swollen lip protruding from the ripped sutures!!! Yikes! And yes, as you have probably already guessed, I am meeting the vet

from the next county



today at noon……




Waiting for the anesthetic to work. The surgery.

Bella before and after….


Bella and Kandle, before…



Bella and Kandle, after…

My post of Bella’s shearing seems so very unimportant, now.  I just turned on the news and learned of the massive tornado.  Our thoughts and prayers go out to the people of Oklahoma. I just heard that there was a horse farm hit.  100 horses are dead.  Enough said.




Soft head











Sheep shearer Mr. Bob Taylor

Best friends…

IMG_5196Bella and I spent some quality time this afternoon before the snow, tomorrow.  I just finished preparing the barn for the winter storm so that the  animals will stay warm and cozy.

Bella loved her lanolin infused head and neck massaged while listening to The Ballad of Frankie Crisp (Let It Roll)  by George Harrison on my iPhone, snacking on horse treats, corn and peppermints…and getting hugs.  Bella is very good company.

#77 (Bella) arrived on Wednesday!

Bella, the mother sheep from the working children’s farm where I volunteer, who is no longer well enough to give birth, is now here with us at IMG_4727Gingerbread Farm, her forever home. She is adjusting well and is enjoying her new friends Flynn and Sugar, the mini horses.  She likes it when I whistle. Welcome Bella!