Hi ya'll. It is Monday, the 27th of September, and I am waiting for the vet to call me back so I can take HB to get a checkup and some more meds. He is currently chomping away as usual. He certainly has not lost his love of eating. We have some good news. He seems to be picking up little bits of sound???? So the way it looks it was the trauma, and possible getting kicked in the head, that may have affected his hearing. Could be from some swelling on the nerve maybe? Don't know for sure, but obviously if it is coming back, then he wasn't deaf prior to the roundup. So that is awesome news. What a brighter world for him to be able to talk to his 'horsey neighbors" and to hear my incessant ramblings of love to him. Will let you know later what the vet says. I would like to say thank you to everyone who has donated, prayed, sent stuff and just been there for us. Please be assured that "thank you's" will be sent out, along with the tax deduction receipts. I am just so busy with him and trying to get him better, not to mention keeping track of everything, that I am behind on that also. But I will get them out in the near future. God bless you all for helping and your patience with me. As I said before, my brain is no longer "mush", but is still in the syrup state. Hee he Take care. p
Back from a rather long day in the 100+ temps in lovely downtown Redding today. First of all I got to load Honey Bandit in the trailer by myself. May not sound like a big deal, but the "step up" is about a foot and a half (measurement guessed by my son) up. Don't have a working ramp at the moment, and he is way too heavy for me to lift up by myself, so I used the trick the vet taught me. Just "lay him down". Well that worked perfectly for about 2 seconds, until he decided he didn't want to be laid down. Long Long story short, I got him to lay down until I could slide his blanket in far enough where he wouldn't fall out. Didn't bother him a bit, and he promptly stood up as soon as I got out of the trailer. It is going to be very interesting trying to trim him though, because he thinks that every time I pick up his foot he should lay down. In some instances that is very cool, but only if you want him to lay down. Hee hee Guess who is a BIG SHOT?? Mr I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME. Ya gotta love that attitude though. That is what kept him alive and will keep him fighting the good fight. He stood up like a big boy in the trailer all the way to the vet, and then all the way to the trailer place. (My lights went on the blink and I had to stop by so they could fix them). Nothing seems to faze him. As long as he is with us and he gets to eat, he is a happy little guy. HE HAS GAINED 25 POUNDS!!!! Yeah. He loves being in the trailer. I think he feels very safe and at home there. Maybe he gets that that is where his life began to change for the better. Anyway, for whatever reason that is one of his favorite "happy places". His other and probably best "happy place" is his bed. He is back on meds for another week to help his "scours". The vets were absolutely amazed at how fabulously he is doing. They were very happy with his 25 pound weight gain and were also totally excited to see him standing there with his head up. HE ALSO GOT HIS STITCHES OUT!! So all in all it was a pretty good, although long and hot, day for Honey Bandit. He is now munching away getting ready for bed. Hope ya'll had a good day. X o from Honey Bandit, poster boy for changing/stopping the BLM roundups.