Well, today did not go exactly as planned. Yesterday I noticed the sheep hiding off by herself so I brought her in and put her in a small pen last night. Day before I saw one of the mini horses grab her by the wool on her back and pick her back feet up off the ground. Her front feet never left the ground and right afterwards she went around stealing feed from all the goarts so I thought she was fine. When I brought her in last night she seemed a little gimpy in the rear end, but she ate, and other than seeming a little down, I thought she'd be fine.
This morning she was not fine. She was standing up, but not doing anything else... no interest in her feed at all - and that is totally unlike her - she's a true chow hound. I thought she might be a bit bloated so I treated her for bloat and she seemed to perk up a bit, even getting up and walking around. Hubby got all excited but I told him maybe she was just picking a different place to die - don't you hate it when you're right about things like that?
A little while later I was checking on her and it was apparent that she was not gonna get better... she was exhibiting agonal breathing and was moaning so we put her down and butchered her out. She had some bruising along her spine and it pretty much wiped out the back half of one of the tenderloins, but other than that she didn't look bad on the inside... Maybe it was bloat... I dunno.
Worked a little in the garden. Everything is growing well - and I mean everything, dang weeds.
Gotta get back to work tomorrow- I missed Thursday and Friday with a sinus infection. As much as I hate to take pills, I'm loving these antibiotics - I feel almost human again.