Yesterday, we noticed that one of the bunnies which we procured from the little girl in Vermont wasn't really acting as friendly and active as usual. He was very lethargic and sick looking in the morning, yet had looked just fine the night before. We brought him into the house in a carry cage, keeping him warm and feeding him. Although he did not eat as usual, he did pick a little at the Romaine lettuce and the hay this morning as I watched and a little before we left for Albany. We thought we would take him to the vet if need be tomorrow, but by the time we returned from Albany around 1:30 today, it was clear he was indeed getting worse. By the time we were through eating an early dinner around 3:00 and returned home, he was really in distress, so we called our vet, but he was gone to an appointment of his own. We then called the lady we bought our first four Angoras from. It really sucks when you have an ailing animal and people you have worked with and dealt with in the past won't help you because the animal wasn't bought from them. The lousy breeder we bought out first four Angoras from wouldn't really give us the time of day, because we didn't buy this one from her. Forget that we gave her $600.00 for the other four. This one came from that little girl in Putnam, Vermont, along with its brother, but the lady from the Hudson area really didn't care that this little bunny was in trouble and needed her help and expertise.
We finally gave up and called other vets who wanted to charge us $150.00 just to see it and then advised there would be additional charges for everything done, plus the consultation fee. We finally found a professional Vet in Woodstock, which was gracious enough to see our rabbit. Upon his examination and consultation, he advised that we should euthanize the bunny because it was actually in shock, which could be a result of a mass which he found in the bunnies stomach. Upon reflection of the known information and history of this bunny, it was always half the weight of his brother, and he never ate like his brother. The Vet thinks he was probably afflicted with a tumor from the beginning of his existence and it finally overtook his body since he was so skinny and anemic looking. We allowed the vet to put him to sleep and asked if he would cremate him there. We paid a hundred bucks and left for home after the shot was administered and the bunny was at rest.
On top of this incident... our new friend Chris, from the diner in Coxsackie, will be coming to pick up the lame gobbler we have in the barn right now. He obviously flew off the roost and broke his leg, just as the other gobbler did two months ago. We kept him in the barn for a month, feeding and watering him twice daily, waiting to see if he would recover. He did not...and one cold morning, I found him stiff and cold....wasted... We decided that this would not happen to this one. He can be used rather than wasted like the other one, so we sold him to Chris for the restaurant. In fact, we are now toying with the idea of building the turkey house onto the end of the rabbit house a little larger than previously planned and raising turkeys to sell for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Bug and tick control all summer and income in the fall. Such is the life of a farmer...sometimes fun...sometimes not.
Below is an email I received from a friend, which I though was a beneficial message for all to read. Take time to read it and really think about what it means.....
The Mouse
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered.He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap... Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed this warning: "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house". The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers." The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose." So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap . . . Alone. . . That very night a sound was heard throughout the house ... the sound Of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it. It was a venomous snake whose tail was caught in the trap. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital where she recovered. When she returned home she still had a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup. So the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient:
But his wife's sickness continued. Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. But, alas, the farmer's wife did not get well... She died. So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them for the funeral luncheon. And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness. So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn't concern you, remember ---When one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another. Remember anyone who has ever helped you out, and let them know how important they are.
Remember, each and every one of us is a vital thread in another person's tapestry. Our lives are woven together for a reason!
We finally gave up and called other vets who wanted to charge us $150.00 just to see it and then advised there would be additional charges for everything done, plus the consultation fee. We finally found a professional Vet in Woodstock, which was gracious enough to see our rabbit. Upon his examination and consultation, he advised that we should euthanize the bunny because it was actually in shock, which could be a result of a mass which he found in the bunnies stomach. Upon reflection of the known information and history of this bunny, it was always half the weight of his brother, and he never ate like his brother. The Vet thinks he was probably afflicted with a tumor from the beginning of his existence and it finally overtook his body since he was so skinny and anemic looking. We allowed the vet to put him to sleep and asked if he would cremate him there. We paid a hundred bucks and left for home after the shot was administered and the bunny was at rest.
On top of this incident... our new friend Chris, from the diner in Coxsackie, will be coming to pick up the lame gobbler we have in the barn right now. He obviously flew off the roost and broke his leg, just as the other gobbler did two months ago. We kept him in the barn for a month, feeding and watering him twice daily, waiting to see if he would recover. He did not...and one cold morning, I found him stiff and cold....wasted... We decided that this would not happen to this one. He can be used rather than wasted like the other one, so we sold him to Chris for the restaurant. In fact, we are now toying with the idea of building the turkey house onto the end of the rabbit house a little larger than previously planned and raising turkeys to sell for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Bug and tick control all summer and income in the fall. Such is the life of a farmer...sometimes fun...sometimes not.
Below is an email I received from a friend, which I though was a beneficial message for all to read. Take time to read it and really think about what it means.....
The Mouse
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered.He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap... Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed this warning: "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house". The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers." The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose." So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap . . . Alone. . . That very night a sound was heard throughout the house ... the sound Of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it. It was a venomous snake whose tail was caught in the trap. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital where she recovered. When she returned home she still had a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup. So the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient:
But his wife's sickness continued. Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. But, alas, the farmer's wife did not get well... She died. So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them for the funeral luncheon. And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness. So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn't concern you, remember ---When one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another. Remember anyone who has ever helped you out, and let them know how important they are.
Remember, each and every one of us is a vital thread in another person's tapestry. Our lives are woven together for a reason!
One of the best things to hold onto In this world is a FRIEND.
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