Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Wynonna's Physical Therapy

Before you ask "Where are the PICTURES?" I have to tell you I was trying to hold my lunch plate, eat quickly before the wind took my grilled cheese sandwich to Kansas and I dumped my pear slices for the critters to get... That being said - Wynonna was being in my mind LAZY about working that right hind leg. I checked it over I can not tell you how many times trying to find the reason for her not putting weight on it or swinging it around like it had no muscle tone - so Hard Hearted Grace went to work and thought up some new ways to make her work that leg.

Since Wynonna is attached at my ankles and wants to do everything I do I figured I would get her outside and in the tall grass. I wished it was grass right now but it is just dry sticks that do not bend and are not soft and gentle like regular grass - I even have to pick up my feet while walking through it if I do not wish to land on my face. I made my lunch quickly and grabbed her up and down the back deck stairs we went. I placed her on the ground and started walking. I got about 15 feet ahead of her and she stood frozen and cried. I did not turn around but just called her name and kept walking. She screamed even louder which got all the mothers in the pasture to run to the fence and starting calling... Just what I needed - NOT!

Wynonna stood frozen and still crying the whole time. I turned, faced her and in a very strong Mother voice said "Wynonna Walk"..... Well, she blinked a couple of times and then came running. She was using that right back leg just as I knew she could if she would get out of her pity party... I then started walking and she kept right up. I looked like a nutter but what is new - I was walking while eating my lunch and giving her praise the whole way. She even ran ahead of me as if to say "Mom, look what I can do".... I knew you could Wynonna...

So here the two of us walked around the house several times - me finding each time a harder path for her to take so she would not get lazy or bored. I walked closer to the chicken coop just to check on them - a young Eagle has been circling the farm for the last couple of days and I wanted the girls to know I was keeping an eye on them. Just then Wynonna came running through the tall grass as if her butt was on fire. She ran right into my leg and almost up my leg. I grab her up to she what was chasing her and I began giggling... It was the little white mink.. Now, this little one was not trying to hurt her - rather the mink loves meeting and greeting. The mink stopped about a foot away from me as if to say "Can I met her Mom?" Wynonna was shaking and just about nibbling off my ear. I had to tell the little mink that Wynonna just is not ready for a best friend but give her a day or two and I am sure she will have a new best friend in the little mink. Mean while the hens where chattering up a storm with all the excitement. I realized that our time outside was over but WHAT A DAY!!!

So Physical Therapy will continue this afternoon - Wynonna is fast asleep in the bathroom with her space heater and ticking clock. I am heading back downstairs and get busy on the carding machine - Before we left for Physical Therapy I had been dyeing some silk cocoons and soy silk roving for later on in the week - I have had a couple of new projects rolling around in this mush I call a brain for some time now and hoped that this outside adventure would keep Wynonna sleeping long enough for me to get some work done. I just finished some large batts with alpaca, wool and mohair - they are dreamy and such a great colorway - so picture taking tonight. I am thinking of calling it "Peacocks in the Pines". Did I every tell you the story of my peacock in the pines??? I will save that for another time.

Have fun all and I will keep you in the loop on the rehab work of Wynonna.

Oh, heads up on Olivia - she had a hard couple of days - not happy and not wanting to eat much but I added some more wheat germ oil and some sliced pears to her bowl and she is right as rain today. The stress of all this has broken that incredible fiber so she is blowing out early - not sure if I can save any of it but it is a small price to pay if I can get her and Opal thru this in one piece.
Back to work and thanks for stopping in for a read...

3 comments:

Jane said...

When I don't hear from you I get worried about Olivia. I am so glad she is hanging in there. I am really hoping she can be the exception. And so glad to hear Wynonna is using her leg - when she has to :)

PenCraft said...

Did I ever mention that our little dog is named Opal? We love her dearly. Anyway, the name Dahlia keeps coming to mind for the naming contest. No rhyme or reason except that these flower go from ugly tubers to the most magnificent blooms in a single season. They are masters of transformation.

larkspur funny farm said...

Thanks ladies for reading about the girls - I am thrilled everytime I walk into the barn and see Olivia up and feed Opal. Thanks for the name suggestion - I will put it in the bowl....