“We Shall Never Surrender!”

I am not losing another goat on this property without a hard, slogging fight. I shall not flag or fail. I shall go on to the end…I shall fight with growing confidence…I shall defend my goatsies, whatever the cost may be. I shall fight the barber-pole worms, I shall fight the liver-flukes, I shall fight in the pastures and in the woods…I shall never surrender!!!

I’ve also been reading way too much Winston Churchill.

Praise God, though, it does appear my efforts are proving successful!

Gretel…with that crazy dog Titan photobombing in the back. *shakes head*

A week ago I was making my usual checks of goatsie health, and discovered much to my alarm/horror/grief that Gretel had severe anemia. The way you figure that out is by pulling the goat’s bottom eyelid down so you can see the color of the membrane beneath.


Gretel’s color was between “Dangerous” and “Fatal.” I have no idea how that happened so fast. The week before, she was at “Acceptable” and I was trying to wean her off the iron supplements I’d put her on after her babies were born. Obviously her body wasn’t ready for that AT ALL. The bad thing was that she wasn’t showing any other symptoms of illness–which probably means that she would’ve gone down so fast, there would’ve been nothing I could do for her.

After much prayer and discussion with my mom, I gritted my teeth and put Gretel (and all the goats!) on the fiercest regimen they’ve ever been on in their lives. No, I’m not taking anymore chances. I’m only two months past losing a beloved goat. I have absolutely no interest in sorrowing over another.

Gretel now gets:

At least 24 cc of Red Cell every single day, sometimes 30 (and 30 cc = 1 oz, the dosage for horses). Red Cell is an iron supplement that, as the name suggests, bumps up the red blood cell numbers.

–2 tablespoons of Diatomaceous Earth every single day–to eliminate the chances of any parasite overload.

–1 Teaspoon of Vitamin C Ascorbic Acid every single day.

–1/4 teaspoon of copper every two weeks–again, to nip any chance of parasite overload in the bud.

–Minerals and KELP KELP KELP!!!

–Vitamin B12 shots. I haven’t given a goat a shot in 4 years. I hit a blood vessel one time and it scared the dickens out of me. TJ has always given shots since then. But desperate times call for desperate measures; I’ve prayed every morning and thus far the Lord has helped me give Gretel a successful shot every morning!

“MAGIC.” This is a very simple concoction of 1 part molasses (I use good ole blackstrap) and 2 parts Karo Syrup. Give a sick goat 1-2 oz several times a day depending on her condition. Full of nutrients and very yummy. Gretel’s bottle-jaw (swelling in the neck and under the chin caused by the anemia) has vanished since I started her on “magic.” And she just about attacks me when she sees me coming with the big sticky syringe.

All the other mommies are getting Diatomaceous Earth, Minerals, Vitamin C, and Red Cell–just to be on the safe side–and I’m even giving the babies the DE–again, just to be on the safe side. I’m very glad to report that, while Gretel isn’t out of the woods yet, she has improved a great deal. Her eyes are no longer in the “Fatal” stage; they’re still “Dangerous,” but I figure that since her color is better, her swelling is gone, she’s eating like a horse, and her milk production is great, she’s going to make it through this trial.

Thank you, Lord Jesus. The One who knows the life of a single sparrow can provide clear direction for a goat’s healing.

And since I promised in one of my last posts . . .


. . . I have a few pictures of my cherubs!

Above are Marta, Cosette, and Snap. Apologies for Marta’s refusal to pose–but aren’t Cosette and Snap so well-behaved? Snap and all the little boys are especially well-behaved these days, as they . . . umm . . . well, let’s just say that they are not quite so “masculine” as they once were. We kinda took care of that. They’re much calmer now, and there will be no harassing their sisters or mothers. (*embarrassed cough*)


Little Mister Fili, with Marta now angling for a picture . . .


. . . and here is my darling Cosette! (With Fili, Brigitta, and Kili photo-bombing). Don’t you just love her little black “stockings?” Cosette is still a spunky little thing and very protective of her brother Marius. She’s the kind that will come running pell-mell if you bend down to her level, clap your hands, and call her name. I love her dearly.

So that’s what I’ve been up to this past week, at least in the barnyard–and that has taken up a great deal of my brain power. In other news . . .

I’ve started the biography of the Queen Mother that I mentioned in an earlier post. We’ve had a dread-calamity with our swimming pool (the subject of an upcoming post). My Churchillian efforts to shed a few pounds are proving wonderfully successful (exercise + eating very well = win). My Second Book is progressing slow but steady.

Lastly, I saw this movie with my parents this week . . .


Wow. This was one of the best movies I’ve seen in a while. It put me on the edge of my seat, it was very historically-accurate, it gave me some valuable insight for certain aspects of My Story–and it’s earned a place on my “Favorite Films List.” Detailed movie review in the works, so stay tuned!

13 thoughts on ““We Shall Never Surrender!”

  1. So sorry to hear you’re having to fight another battle for your goatsies. But with your diligence and the regimine you have them on, I’m sure Gretel will pull through. Love ya!


    1. Amen!!! Do y’all have problems like this up in Idaho, or does the snow take care of parasites? Or do sheepies even have the same kind of troubles as goatsies? It definitely keeps me on my toes…but I figure I’m an amateur veterinarian and that’s a very good thing 🙂


      1. Internal parasites can be a problem, but rotational grazing and feeding the hay in a feeder instead of on the ground seems to keep them in check for the most part. I’ve never had a serious problem, although I’m planning on worming all of my ewes this week. A few of them aren’t putting on weight like they should be.
        Sheep must not have the same problems as goats do, though. I rarely have to do anything special for them…which is nice;)
        Yep, you kind of have to become a veterinarian when you own livestock. If it weren’t so stressful, it would be rather fun;)


  2. I didn’t know you we’re having goat problems. Sounds like you’re getting things under control. The goats are fortunate they have someone to love them like their mommy Maribeth.

    Good news – the carrot cake did not tear up this time. See ya tomorrow for Anna’s birthday.



    1. Thank goodness about the carrot cake!!! (*Wink Wink*) Although I recall that last year’s carrot cake was delicious in spite of any flaws. See ya tomorrow!


  3. I commented on this, but I think there was an error and it got lost. Delete this if the first got through!

    Awww poor Gretel! I’m glad she’s getting better now!

    I don’t know much (okay, anything) about goats, but I do know those are some seriously adorable goats you’ve got there! SO CUTE!


    1. No problem! I never did get another comment–so sorry the first one didn’t work.

      I’m glad she’s getting better too…she was one of the very first goats we bought back in ’09 and she’s a dear–very dependable and sweet-tempered. But she is more prone to sickness than our other two does (including her own daughter) so I have to keep an eye on her.

      Aww, thanks! I must admit, I think they’re pretty cute myself 😉 They get lots of hugs and kisses around here!


  4. I pray daily about a lot of things, but I never prayed for a goat, or goatsie as you call her. I will though, tonight. Animals put in our care is a gift from God, I believe. I have a poodle/pug that I’m totally bonded to, and I own 10 lovebirds and cockatiels living in an outdoor aviary I built. Plus, I live in the forest and we have an abundant of squirrels, blue jays, etc., including a bear that occasionally walks across our property. Animals bring a special kind of joy. I feel sorry for city folk for missing all the fun (and character-building trials).


  5. I’m soo glad Gretel is doing better, I’m so glad you caught the problem sooner than latter! Your babies are sooo cute, I wish I could bury myself in them like a puddle of fuzz and little hooves. 🙂



    1. “A puddle of fuzz and little hooves”–that is SO PERFECT!! They are indeed most huggable, I must say!


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