Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Not counting my chickens...

I hope I am not counting chickens before they hatch, but the Bishop seems to have turned the corner.

Either the sulfa drugs or the broad spectrum antibiotic - things we are loathe to use unless entirely necessary - seem to have helped. This tells me we had a bacterial issue of some sort.

The dude is alert, browsing and eager for attention. These are all really good signs. But he lost so much weight in the last few days that he still looks really wretched.

That being said, here's a fun fact for you. Male goats pretty much always look wretched when it's "the season." They are way more interested in, ahem, "burning calories" than consuming them. It will take a lot for us to put the weight back on him now, but we'll do it. It's not like we don't already have stupid jobs on the farm - surely I can keep the does away from his feed with a fishing pole.

1 comment:

xanderscookings said...

Good to hear!

Maybe you could just sequester him somewhere to prevent having to use a fishing rod? Although, I have to say that the pictures have been funny!