MizElz
Well-Known Member
sorry if this is not a directly horse-related post....
i went out to get Ellie in last night and saw a little black heap in by the hedge. There are about 30 dry dairy cows turned out in the field at the moment; this includes two poorly girls who are living out their last few weeks before being PTS. One of them, a seriously old 'granny cow' named BeeGee (Big Girl) has been looking desperately poor for the last couple of days, standing with her back hunched, and another little friend propping her up. i went over to see what was up, tho i think deep down i already knew. when i saw her up close, it was just so heart wrenching; she wasnt quite unconscious - her eyes were open but bloodshot, and every now and again she gave a little kick and a moan. her little friend was stood motionlessly over her, with her nose resting on BeeGee's. there is something about seeing an animal as big as that prone on the ground - i cant help but think of my poor gelding, who i lost a few years back. I think what also got to me was the fact that, even though when i rang the farmer he came straight out and covered her over with a blanket, there was nothing that could have been done for her last night. mercifully, she had passed away by this morning. I dont think i have ever cried so much - at least, not for a good few years. and all for a dairy cow!
i went out to get Ellie in last night and saw a little black heap in by the hedge. There are about 30 dry dairy cows turned out in the field at the moment; this includes two poorly girls who are living out their last few weeks before being PTS. One of them, a seriously old 'granny cow' named BeeGee (Big Girl) has been looking desperately poor for the last couple of days, standing with her back hunched, and another little friend propping her up. i went over to see what was up, tho i think deep down i already knew. when i saw her up close, it was just so heart wrenching; she wasnt quite unconscious - her eyes were open but bloodshot, and every now and again she gave a little kick and a moan. her little friend was stood motionlessly over her, with her nose resting on BeeGee's. there is something about seeing an animal as big as that prone on the ground - i cant help but think of my poor gelding, who i lost a few years back. I think what also got to me was the fact that, even though when i rang the farmer he came straight out and covered her over with a blanket, there was nothing that could have been done for her last night. mercifully, she had passed away by this morning. I dont think i have ever cried so much - at least, not for a good few years. and all for a dairy cow!