Inside the Mind of the Celtic Savage

It would appear that we have received our Yule miracle. Steph went out to feed the last 2 bottle babies and found them suffering of Hypothermia. She brought them into the house were we worked at a feverish pace to get their body temp’s up and get some milk in to them. After an hour of trying and one close call we were able to get their temps up and now we have 3 fat happy little patients in the house.

Patient one is a chicken that got attacked by a cat who had a rough night last eve but is making remarkable progress.
Patients 2 and 3 are the last 2 bottle baby goats who are in their respective boxes in the bathroom that has its own independent base board heat so that they can be kept at 90* for their little boddies don’t have to use that much energy to keep their body temp at 104. We are also feeding them less but more frequently swapping a warm water/electrolyte solution inbetween formula bottles to keep them hydrated in the elevated heat of their temporary surroundings.
So here I sit with a fire in the freshly swept wood stove with a chicken pecking gently next to me Yule pizza in the oven and a fat happy content farmer Carl.

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That is right folks It has been a lousy couple days out here on the farm. My days have been spent prepping the farm for an impending ice storm and making sure that all of my animals stayed alive. Most have although we lost a kid goat and a silkie rooster. Saturday before everything went down I got another cord of wood delivered. I just got internet back up and running today there was a layer of ice on the sat dish that was playing havoc with my signal. Needless to say I was able to use an Ice Scraper to get it cleaned up enough to get a signal out.

I got kinda stuck in the driveway today with the car so I had to call in. I wish the roads would have been clearer as the kiddo is driving me nuts. Then again that is what kids are for right? Anyway time to slap on some crampons and head out to break up some water for the goats TTYL

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I guess it was just too weak to go on, Perhaps if it was warmer out it would have been able to survive. It just kept wasting away no matter what we did to keep it hydrated. As soon as we would give it milk or electrolyte it would start dribbling out the back end of the cow. His Eyes got all sunken in and he could not stand or hold his head up anymore.

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