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First, I wish to thank everyone who stopped in our booth at SOAR. Wow, what an incredible experience….I cannot do justice….I am not good with words….
The SOAR marketplace was crazy, CRAZY! We were thrilled to meet two of our overseas customers: Sarah from England, and Ingrid from Sweden. The Sunriver resort was gorgeous (as was our suite!). A person could get used to that gas fireplace with a remote clicker!
Ok — that’s a glimpse into the glam side of things……but even as I remember all the fun we had, the response to folks as I encouraged them to feel a little Pygora fiber…..there is the tough/sad side of this business as well….especially if like us, you raise your fiber animals. That was a poor SOAR report - because I am distracted…….
This is the first weekend in over a month in which I had nothing planned. Nothing! I was all set to be lazy and knit/spin as much as I felt like. Then I went down to the barn to feed Saturday morning. Chipster was laying down and not interested in the morning feeding activity…uh oh. This is NOTGOOD. Goats who are not interested in eating are ill, very ill.
So I spent yesterday with Chip, taking his temperature several times, feeding him little goodies like blackberry leaves (which gladly he ate). Yet I knew he was ill, his temp was low….so after a PenG injection yesterday morning, and a B injection last night….he seems a little worse this am - not interested in any food. So as I’m typing this, I am waiting for the vet to call me back. Animals bring such a richness to our lives - I can appreciate that. However, when they’re this ill, and I’ve nothing left in my pathetic arsenal (and even Susan’s more formidable arsenal), I wonder if I can stand losing one of my little goaties. I know on one level I can. Yet, I grit my teeth against reality - I know I cannot keep them forever…..