Saturday, March 2, 2013

And This Little Pig said Long Time

Warning some of the photos below are distressing!

Yes this is my first post for 2013, and to say it has not been a great start is an understatement :-(

It started at the end of 2012, with a lot of things going on family wise, I was extremely late for an Exchange, on the Friendly Stitchers group, but thanks to wonderful Owners/Mods Gillie & Mouse an a great exchange partner Lynda I completed the exchange very late, and received a beautiful ornament in return.

Haven't stitch one single stitch in 2013, not a one! Haven't blogged, haven't even had the chance or shamefully the desire to read blogs. Hardly taken a photo, and definitely no Cow Day Wednesday.

And I have left a give-away hanging.

Just this last week the desire has started to return, flipped around a few blogs, tried to catch up group emails, the fingers have started to itch, and thought must finalize the naming of the 'Baby' give-away.

Well on Wednesday my day, my week, my month went to hell in a hand basket.
Don't they look so innocent Podge, Baby, Quincy and Evie, like butter won't melt in their mouths.

Wednesday evening was like any other, home after work, the girls all out for a run, and thanks to daylight savings, a chance to mow before we got even more rain, (4 1/2 inches in the last 48 hours alone, river in flood at the moment).

Below is the result of what has been brewing for the last three months, again I will warn you not pretty, but everyone is fine or going to be.

I had stopped the mower to empty the catcher, wet grass and all, thank God, and things were very quiet, no one was at the side fence (Meah) watching me... silence... called... no-one came, called again. Then I ran...
This is what greeted me when I ran round to the gate, my poor Meah hobbling through the carport, and not a Long Dog in sight! Above at the Vets, my very wonderful Vets.
Meah stayed overnight, and was operated on Thursday morning, no broken bones, wounds cleaned and stitched, three drains turned out to be four drains, and here she is wearing a compression bandage, to stop the wound under her left front from sucking up air. Picked her up Thursday night. Above is Friday morning.
These next two are today after I took the compression bandage off, oh and four drains became five, found this shoulder one under the bandage.
My Meah is very sore and sorry for herself, I don't blame the Long Dogs, this has been brewing between Meah and Quincy for a couple of months and I left them with no direct supervision for too long, and knowing Meah she started it with a snap or a growl as she ran pass Quincy, that is just her feisty, so when it started Evie more than likely joined in, and while Meah can hold her own against one Long Dog, she can't against two or three, I don't think Podge joined in, but at this point all I can say for sure is that the Baby wasn't involved.. It is pack nature... wolves or dogs this is the order of things, Quincy wants to move up to top dog, and Meah is in her way. Needless to say they will never be allowed all together again... alone... ever!

So the next couple of weeks are going to be very hectic, Meah has her drains out on Monday, her stitches out next Saturday, my Em gets married Saturday as well, she is the closes thing I have to a daughter, the weekend after that I get to help prepare a team of dairy goats to take Sydney Royal Easter Show (major state fair) Then I get to take them to the Show, for five days without Mum, so......

Sometime after Easter I will wind up the Baby Naming Giveaway... yes she does have a name.

Oh and I've hurt my knee.

See you next time... hopefully soon... Libbie in Oz