Hardest Decisions

Thank you all for being so patient while I work thru the crapfest that has been happening her for the past few weeks.

It’s been a case of if it can break or go sideways, well, it did.

Just to give you an idea, the well motor crapped out, small truck is making bad noises underneath, ATV is not running right, lawnmower refuses to start, Mish got sick and needed the vet, major hoof split on Putt Putt, and worst of all, Miss Lucy is going downhill.

As of now, well motor is replaced, and the truck has been looked at and nothing found for the problem. Mish is not having bloody runs anymore, and Putt’s hoof is slowly healing. Not sure what to do about the ATV or lawnmower, I don’t have that skill set and no cash to pay someone that does.

As for Miss Lucy, she got herself stuck on her side 2 weeks ago for about 20 mins before I found her that way. She had tried to get herself upright and in the process it appears that she did some soft tissue damage to her back right leg. Nothing is out of place, no crepitus noise from broken bones, but some point tenderness above her hip. Because of not wanting to bear weight on it, the oil gland on her foot is now swollen and I’ve not been able to express out any fluid despite daily cleaning and massage. I am loath to poke a hole in it but it may come to that. I’ve had her on antibiotics as I suspect it has an infection in it also.

Due to not wanting to walk, she is also not eating enough and is losing weight. She sleeps a lot during the day and I go out and make her get up to move every 1.5-2 hours. Put water and grain in front of her, and make sure she pee’s.

The meds for her pain do not seem to be doing much for her either.

She gets one more dose of antibiotics today, and I’ll see if I can get any fluid out of that pocket.

Sadly though, I fear it is coming down to that final so fucking hard decision.

Many of you have been following along with Miss Lucy’s life, and you know how much this is going to tear my heart apart again.

I in no way want her to suffer. And this decision is one I have had to wrestle with for a long time due to her age. 16 is a long life for a sheep. I hope she has a good life. One where she wanted for nothing, was well fed, protected, and most of all, loved by me and my family.

I don’t want to make this decision. I really don’t. I’m tired of death.

I hope you will continue to bear with me here. If you are a spiritual person, any and all prayers and healing for my Lucy would be gratefully appreciated.

Blessed be.