I am waiting until 8am to call the vet. actually i just called but the phones are still in answering service mode. i got little/ no sleep and feel like... well there is nothing like it in my index.
yesterday i knelt in shit and thick, rotten blood (they had been dehorning in the chute) and milked Rori out before we left her overnight. while i milked contents of her rumen were spilling/ spraying out of her trocar into my eyes and down my shirt. this is not how i want to say goodbye to this beautiful young animal that i pledged to protect and tend.