poor little baby jack was laying next to the barn doors, he couldn't get up without my helping him. there was fresh blood smeared on both his ears, i think babysitting carl was trying to pull him up by his ears. the abrasions are superficial but i am sure his ears are sore from carl's ineffective helpfulness.
spritely limped into the barn with her poor, poor sore and swollen leg.... OMG between the two of them they broke jean's and my hearts.
baby jack is now confined to the barn 24 hours a day for the next month unless directly supervised (that means me standing and watching him like a hawk) if we can't get him stronger and feeling better, i don't know what we are going to do...well i do know, but i don't want to think about it now. i cannot even describe how much i love that little fat sheep. please baby jack, a month of rest and your meds and please, please get better.
and spritely, i don't know how to fix your leg once and for all. i only know how to get it briefly better but not how to keep it that way.
No one has a portable xray machine, I wonder if Herman does .. my vet. He was a ferrier before he was a vet , great leg guy. ?