spyderCodes
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I drove the tractor by Oswego’s grave today.
It’s an open pit roughly alpaca sized and about 5 feet in depth.
I dug it last fall with my mighty Struck MD750.
On a farm like ours there is a great deal of life.
Alpacas, chickens, guinea fowl, and dogs.
On the flip side of life is, of course, inevitable death.
Last spring one of our Alpacas, Oswego, sustained an injury to his back leg.
It would never heal and he lost the use of it.
When we had him sheared the process exacerbated the injury.
Herd animals, even peaceable ones like Alpacas place the well being of the herd over any one animal.
It isn’t pleasant being the weakest in a herd.
Food and water are prized items and the herd sees no reason to waste these items on those who are weak.
The vet told us that he would put Oswego down.
That’s what real farmers would do.
We aren’t real farmers.
We have a farm but luckily do not have to calculate using the hard headed logic of real farmers.
It was decided that we would do what was needed to give Oswego a good quality of life.
He’s hand fed 4 times a day.
Go brings him hay and water when he is ostracized out in the pasture.
A year later, as I drove by his grave I looked at it and then at him.
He was standing in the field grazing.
He looked at me and then the open pit grave.
To quote from Game of Thrones.
We say to Death “Not today."
It’s an open pit roughly alpaca sized and about 5 feet in depth.
I dug it last fall with my mighty Struck MD750.
On a farm like ours there is a great deal of life.
Alpacas, chickens, guinea fowl, and dogs.
On the flip side of life is, of course, inevitable death.
Last spring one of our Alpacas, Oswego, sustained an injury to his back leg.
It would never heal and he lost the use of it.
When we had him sheared the process exacerbated the injury.
Herd animals, even peaceable ones like Alpacas place the well being of the herd over any one animal.
It isn’t pleasant being the weakest in a herd.
Food and water are prized items and the herd sees no reason to waste these items on those who are weak.
The vet told us that he would put Oswego down.
That’s what real farmers would do.
We aren’t real farmers.
We have a farm but luckily do not have to calculate using the hard headed logic of real farmers.
It was decided that we would do what was needed to give Oswego a good quality of life.
He’s hand fed 4 times a day.
Go brings him hay and water when he is ostracized out in the pasture.
A year later, as I drove by his grave I looked at it and then at him.
He was standing in the field grazing.
He looked at me and then the open pit grave.
To quote from Game of Thrones.
We say to Death “Not today."
