We came home after watching a wonderful movie “Dot.com” one of the outstanding selections of this year’s Mendocino Film Festival. Before leaving for the movie I had prepared a bucket of chopped hay and molasses and alfalfa pellets to give to Cardy after dark. Ravens love her food and spread it around her paddock.
When we returned, I went into her paddock to deliver dinner. Cardy was not in sight. I saw Storm, a pinto lying down near the fence and a dark form lying near him on Cardy’s side. Cardy was resting! The day had not been easy for her. She had spun around occasionally, struggling to keep her front and back legs coordinated. She suffers from ataxia. I retreated, not wanting to disturb her leaving her food at the Gate, where she often likes to stand.
On Wednesday, a veterinarian came form Willits to care for Cardy. She found Cardy to be in reasonable condition, but with very bad teeth, undernourished, and ataxic. The vet prescribed a diet of chopped hay with molasses and the alfalfa hoping that Cardy becomes strong enough to undergo dentistry. Cardy was clearly happy to be led away from this caring woman: she didn’t like the taste of worming medicine.
I am selfish – I hate to see any being suffer and I will do anything to avoid this – call in vets, buy medicines, find energy practitioners: whatever it takes so that I don’t have to see the suffering. In Cardy’s case, there’s not anything we can do. I have no concrete idea if she is hurting – only that it is very hard for her to deal with the lack of coordination between her front and back. I don’t know if she’s eating. I do know that her food disappears. I do know she will trot away from me when I bring “bute” paste. Clearly she’s not always ataxic.
It hurts, literally, to see her running from me.