10342Re: [Hammock Camping] Newbie Question
- Sep 6, 2005I’m sorry I don’t have the emotional energy to rewrite this specifically
for this list. I know it is somewhat of topic. Mr Buffalo bill (pack goat
baby) was getting me back into the woods and it was auchuly threw him that I
found the hammock hiking. I know a lot of you wrote me privatally interested in
pack goats so I thought I’d tell you all what happened. Poor Mr buffalo
loved sleeping under my hammock and we had been practicing lots with him and my
service dog Tao who sleaps quite well in the hammock! I had hoped to take
buffalo and Tao out camping in the woods this month for his first over night in
the woods and get some more hours on my hammock. Mostly I’m crying to
anyone and everyone as an emotional vent, sory if it is not apropreate. If it isn’
t please erase it from the list.
I havn’t been able to write much on the two goaty lists (packing and
carting) but I wanted to tell everyone my devastating news and hopefully give
everyone else a reason to hug there goaties tonight.
To start I’ll retell everyone who I am to maybe log memories as to who I am.
I am disabled as is my 7 year old son (well 7 in feb). I was an avid
backcountry hiker until I became disabled. I was training my pack goat boy
(buffalo bill) to be a pack goat for me so I could do long trips in the woods
again. I also trained my girls for shorter day hikes (they are milking ladys, not
I started with two Nubian girls I raised since babies (they would be 3 years
old this feb). Missy was my first and she was even crate trained, potty
trained, and lived in the house. She was just like a pet dog and was greatly
loved. She got quite lonely being a lone goaty so we bought her her very own
pet, Diamond, her cousin. We got Diamond to keep Missy company and they were
an inseperable pair. They were quite bonded.
January 31st and Febuary 3rd they had there first babies. Diamond first
gave birth to 3 lovely babies. My dear friend and I were up all night guarding
them from the cold out in the barn that first night. Soon after Missy had
her two lovely babies. Again we were up with them, quite a bonding experance.
Missy, soon after birth rejected Mr Buffalo Bill, choosing only her
daughter Calamity Jane.
I bottle fed Mr Buffalo and he lived in the house. He thinks he is a dog
for this reason, is perfectly leash trained and crate trained and LOVES going
for car rides! He began his pack training right away and has been making
great progress for his age. We had plans to hike the 2 week long wonderland
trail (he would be allowed to hike it because he is helping midigate my
disabilitys) together in 2007.
Fast forward in time To last Thursday morning (sep 1st) my son was rushed to
the hospital for illness related to his disabilitys (for those medically
smart he got lactic adidosis). We were discharged Saturday and coming home
after dark I couldn’t find a puppy that was here on the farm. He was donated to
be trained as a service dog but he wasn’t working out so I asked the owner
to take him back and she agreed.
The 6 month old GSD somehow got into the pasture area and massicured my
goats. He has been around them since he was 3 months old and never damaged them,
I would never have guessed he would take it this far! The first thing we
saw was Missy my first ever goat laying flat on her side quietly crying. She
was horribly attacked and dying. We put her down emediatally as there was
nothing I could do for her.
After that I turned my attention to Diamond (my other mamma goat). She was
lying down but quiet and head up. Then I quickly realized she was badly
hurt. She was cut up REAL bad and couldn’t stand. She was also freazing and in
shock. We couldn’t pull up her temp with blankets. Those that know, know
blankets radiate heet you give off and without any heet made there is nothing
to warm the blanket, of course they stop wind too. We got her into my living
room (yes it was a mess but worth trying to save her) and with towels
rotating from the dryer and swaddling we pulled up her temp ( a maricle). I tended
her wounds and was with her round the clock camping in my sleeping bag with
her. If I left her side she cried and cried (she loved her people like we
are part of the herd). I still remember how the penicillin ingections must
have hurt, she cried and cried from them. They warned me it would hurt but I was
still shocked. Despite round the clock treatment and wound clensings and
care Diamond Passed Monday evening after a very long battle we hoped to win.
Missy’s Daughter, Calamity Jane was also very badly attacked but the woulds
were all laserations. It looks like she was attacked with a razor all over
her body. Hundreds of cuts (literally) all over her body. She came out of
shock much better and is recovering and expected to make a “full” recovery.
She will be one giant scar and at this point I don’t know if she wil ever be
breedable or milkable. She is now my only living doe and most likely unable to
do the things I need from her, breed and milk.
My son and I are both on disability with very small incomes so this was a
huge blow. I was starting a goats milk soap side business with hopes to bring
in a bit of money. They were dried off (no more milking) last month because
my son was doing to much hospital time and my backup milker moved cross
country. But I had plans on having them back in milk by January. Yes both my
girls were pregnant when hey died. I use the milk for everything from milk
drinking to yogert. It really helps stretch our food budget! I also sell the
baby bucks they give me to cover there feed costs. So this has been a huge
Buffalo and the other little buck I hadn’t sold yet were also attacked but
not as badly. Buffalo is recovering fine but I am now facing the reality he
may never be able to pack. His leg was ingured and he has wounds all over his
pack area that are making scars. Even if his leg heels I worry his skin
will not allow him to wear a pack.
I really feel like someone stole the wind from my sails!!! I spent so much
money trying to save my baby and she still died and to rub salt in the
wounds the “renderer” wants $150 just to take them away and they resell my babys
for dog food (how horrible is that for dog attack victims)!!!! The worst
thing is that I allowed that animal on my land so it is my fault! Somehow it
would have been easyer if a dog somehow dug under my fence and got them.
The dog was taken away the next morning so at least my living babys are
alive despite looking like whipping boys! I am now basically at a stand still
with my goats, it looks like I lost my packer, and my only remaining
I am sending the same message to both the lists and I’m sorry for the
repeate. I don’t have the emotional energy to keep writing it over and over
because it’s to sad. I am forwarding the same email to my two girl’s breeder.
They are going to be heart broken to, they loved them to and came a number of
times just to visit them. Missy was especially there favorite.
Everyone hug your babies and make sure there safe!!!!!!!
Melissa and Tao
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