• I'm in Pullman, Washington, tonight, and will be picking up blind Callie from Washington State University's veterinary teaching hospital tomorrow morning and taking her back to the ranch.  Callie will have her last — and 18th — radiation treatment at 8 a.m. Friday, and she'll be ready to be discharged an hour later.  We can't wait to have her home!  I will post a homecoming photo and update on Callie on the blog for Monday morning.  Until then, thank you all for your kind thoughts and generous gifts for Callie's treatment!

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  • Daisy hiding in round bed

    Alayne saw a shape moving inside a round bed in the living room yesterday afternoon, so she stopped and said, "Who's in there?"  Immediately there was the sound of a small animate object scurrying forward and then out popped little Daisy's head.  Then Daisy disappeared back into the bed. 

    Alayne went to get the camera, came back, got the shot above of the lump under the cover, and then called out again, "Who's in there?"  A couple of seconds later, here came Daisy once more:

    Daisy peeking out of round bed

    Now, please note that this otherwise fine bed was designed for dogs to sleep on top of it, not inside it.  But obviously some small, scurrying creatures with sharp teeth (rats?  Dachshunds?) had other ideas on how best to use it.

    Could this be the original Hide-A-Bed?

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  • Charlie with Brenda

    I took our new arrival, blind Charlie, to our vet clinic in Helena today for an eye exam and general medical check-up.  (I also had the studded snow tires taken off the truck and horse trailer.  Uh oh.)  In the photo above, our vet Dr. Brenda Culver is using the slit lamp to look into his eyes while vet tech Maddy S. holds Charlie.

    We had noticed when we took photos of Charlie last week for the blog that he reacted to the flash of the camera, as if the light startled him.  At first I thought it might be the noise of the shutter clicking, but then I manually held the flash down, clicked away, and he didn't react at all.  I popped the flash up again, shot some more, and he reacted each time to the burst of light.  I mentioned it to Brenda before she did the eye exam, because that indicated to us that he had some retinal function.

    Sure enough, Brenda found he has a very good PLR, or pupillary light reflex, which means the pupil constricts in response to light .. .which means the retina is detecting the light coming in.  His eye pressures were normal, so there's no indication of glaucoma.  And his eyes otherwise looked very comfortable, except for the thick cataracts.  Charlie may be a candidate for an electroretinagram, or ERG, which would tell us how well his retinas are firing.

    If the retinas are working fine, then he might be a candidate for cataract surgery — and that could restore his vision.  That's a still a big "if," because our veterinary ophthalmologist in Spokane, Washington, told us years ago that only about 50% of the dogs he sees with cataracts turn out to be candidates for surgery because their retinas just aren't working well enough.  So it's far too soon to get our hopes up.

    At this point Brenda will be consulting with our ophthalmologist on the next steps, and we'll post an update when we have one.

    Here's Charlie looking for cookies on the counter in the exam room:

    Charlie looking for cookies at clinic

    You can see in this shot just how skinny he is:

    Charlie top-down view

    And here he is, listening to all the noises on the other side of the exam room door:

    Charlie at door

    Update on Callie:  Blind Callie is still at WSU's veterinary teaching hospital and just had her 15th radiation treatment.  She had been doing well until last Thursday, when she developed an infection in her left ear that would not respond to treatment, no matter what her doctors there tried.  A couple of days ago she developed neurological problems as a result of it becoming an inner ear problem, and she began circling and tilting her head.  This was, needless to say, alarming to them and to us.  However, as of yesterday they think she is finally beginning to respond to a new treatment and her neuro signs have diminished.  She is no longer circling but only has a head tilt.

    The hospital staff do not think the ear problem is related to the radiation itself — it's her left ear and the radiation is targeted on the right front side of her brain — but Callie's oncologist may repeat the MRI this week just to rule out anything else.  That will depend on how much progress Callie makes by tomorrow.  But otherwise she is eating and drinking normally, and she loves being held and carried around by the staff.  If all goes well, I will be picking her up this Friday and bringing her back to the ranch.

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    We moved up to No. 6 nationwide today, so please keep voting!  Thank you!

  • Nikki kicking 1

    On Saturday morning Alayne and I turned Lena, Nikki and Cash out to pasture so we could muck out their corral with the tractor.  This was the first time they've been on pasture since last fall.  We don't typically turn them out until Memorial Day weekend at the end of May because the grass hasn't grown enough to support sustained grazing until then.  That's when grazing season starts.  May is a frustrating month because they're so ready to be out on pasture, we're so ready to stop feeding hay, and there is some fresh green grass out there — they know it, too! — but we have to be careful to give the grass a chance to really grow before it gets serious grazing pressure. 

    But oh my, were these three blind horses excited about being turned loose!  I figured we might have some rodeo-like theatrics, so I had the camera with me.  And they didn't disappoint.  There is usually a lot of bucking and kicking and hi-jinks when we first put them out.  That's Nikki kicking up her heels in the photo above.

    Here she is again, really putting some "ooomph!" into it as she kicks to the right:

    Nikki kicking 2

    And then, for good measure, a kick to the left:

    Nikki kicking 3

    Not to be outdone, here's Cash getting into the action:

    Cash kicking

    (The light looks so different in that shot because I now have the sun behind me as I'm taking the photos.  In Nikki's photos I was facing into the morning sun, which kind of gave it that washed-out look.)

    Lastly, here's a shot of all three of them getting airborne:

    Nikki Lena and Cash frollicking

    If you were just driving by and watching these three horses act like this, you'd never in a million years guess that they're all totally blind.

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    We slipped to No. 8 nationwide today from No. 7, so please keep voting!  Thank you!

  • Frankie and Barbara with donation

    Back in early April we posted on the blog that Barbara Techel, author of Frankie the Walk n' Roll Dog — a book about her disabled Dachshund — was going to donate a portion of her book sales for April to the ranch.  Well, on Thursday evening, April 30, Barbara emailed to say she and Frankie were at $480 but "Frankie decided she wanted to give up some extra treats and toys and make it an even $500 we will be giving the ranch."  Barbara also sent us the photo you see above. 

    On Friday morning, May 1st, Barbara went to our online donations Web page and made the awesome $500 gift for the animals here.  What a great way to start off the month of May!

    Barbara wrote, "We hope we can do this again in the near future with Frankie's second book which will be out early next year.  Thank you for all you do for all these special animals.  I know the rewards of caring for a disabled animal and nothing compares to it, so I'm so thrilled Frankie and I could give you this donation."

    On behalf of all the animals at the ranch, thank YOU, Barbara, and Frankie for this wonderful gift!

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    We're currently No. 7 nationwide, so your votes are adding up!  Thank you!

  • Samantha looking into bucket

    One morning about a week ago, I was filling up the big rubber water bucket on the porch of Widget's House when blind Samantha wandered up for a drink.  She went not for the water in the bucket, but straight for the stream of water coming out of the faucet.  Samantha stuck her mouth right into the flow, first biting at the water and then slurping at it with her tongue.  It was the first time I'd seen her do that.  In fact, since blind Stoney — our other "hose drinker" — was adopted last year, we haven't had anyone else drink this way.  (Well, other than our barn cat Joshua, who prefers the modified approach of a dripping faucet.)

    Now it's become a little morning ritual.  If Samantha is out on the porch when I'm filling the bucket, she inevitably comes over to drink from the faucet.  So on Tuesday, right after letting the dogs out that morning, I was ready with the camera to document her hydrological preference.  In the top photo, she's staring at the bucket but not interested in drinking from it.

    Here's what happened next — she lifts her head up and aims for the stream of water:

    Samantha going for faucet

    Then she gets her mouth right in it to start drinking:

    Samantha drinking from running tap

    And finally, after getting her fill, she gives me a tongue-first satisfied look:

    Samantha after drinking

    Love that pink tongue!

    Some folks thought Charlie looked sad in yesterday's post.  No, don't worry, he's not a sad tyke at all.  He's actually a very happy boy.  Someone asked how old he was — as usual with these cases, we really don't know, but the Atlanta Beagle Rescue group thought he might be about 8 years old.

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    We're currently No. 7 nationwide, so your votes are adding up!  Thank you!

  • Charlie 1

    This handsome little Beagle arrived on Monday from Atlanta.  Charlie had been picked up as a stray by a small shelter in Cherokee County, Georgia.  No one claimed him.  A rescue group we have worked with a lot before, Atlanta Beagle Rescue, contacted us when they learned about the blind Beagle from the shelter.  We agreed to take him, and we  flew him on Delta from Atlanta to Salt Lake City and on to Missoula.  Alayne picked him up at the airport on Monday afternoon. 

    He looks quite a bit like Willie, another blind Beagle we had taken from the same rescue group a couple of years ago (since happily adopted out.)  He has very distinct cataracts in both eyes, but at this point we don't know if that is the primary cause of his blindness or whether the cataracts are secondary to something else.  Charlie is on the small side, and still very skinny — his ribs stick out, so he definitely needs to gain a lot of weight.  He's great with the other dogs and seems to get along just fine with everyone. 

    After trying to climb up onto the kitchen counter in search of food yesterday, he's learned that this is not acceptable dining behavior.  (Beagle + food = trouble.) 

    When he first came into the house Monday evening, we had CNN on the TV … Charlie heard the voices and zoomed over to greet the people he was sure were right there in the living room!  He circled and circled the TV trying to find them, jumping up on the cabinet and poking around behind the set looking for them.  I finally had to hit the mute button to convince him no one was there.  That's the first time we've seen that kind of response!

    Blind Briggs (also from Georgia) wobbled out to greet the new arrival, sniffed him a few times, and said to no one in particular, "Hey, it's my second cousin, Charlie from Cherokee County.  Haven't seen him in years.  Still can't see him, come to think of it."  He paused.  "Good joke, huh?"  [Oh, brother.]

    Fortunately, Charlie is a very mellow, laid-back Beagle who loves to sleep all day long.  After wandering through the house to get his bearings Monday evening, he ambled back to the living room and found his preferred spot — the round bumper bed on a cot:

    Charlie in bed

    He seems to prefer using the bed without the pillow in the bottom, which is why it's tossed out over the edge.  I took the previous photo yesterday afternoon; here's a photo I took while I was writing this blog post this afternoon:

    Charlie in bed 2

    Charlie is one very contented Beagle!

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    We're currently No. 7 nationwide, so your votes are adding up!  Thank you!

  • Snowblower in shed April 28

    Last April, about mid-month, I took the studded snow tires off the trucks and promptly invited a winter storm … followed by another snowstorm 10 days later.  Well, this April I still have the studded snow tires on the trucks, but I foolishly took the snow blower off the tractor yesterday and stored it in the vehicle shed.  Oops.

    I've been cleaning out the corrals to start composting the manure, and not having the snow blower mounted on the tractor makes it easier to maneuver in tight spaces.  But, as they say, timing is everything.  Early this morning the National Weather Service in Missoula posted a winter storm warning for us (I highlighted the reference to our location):

    BUTTE/BLACKFOOT REGION-
    323 AM MDT TUE APR 28 2009

    A WINTER STORM WARNING ABOVE 5000 FEET REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 6 AM MDT WEDNESDAY.

    6 TO 10 INCHES OF SNOW ARE EXPECTED BY EARLY WEDNESDAY MORNING ABOVE 5000 FEET…INCLUDING BUTTE AND ANACONDA. ELEVATIONS BELOW 5000 FEET CAN EXPECT 3 TO 6 INCHES OF SNOW. IN ADDITION… LOCALLY STRONG EAST AND NORTHEAST WINDS WILL RESULT IN BLOWING AND DRIFTING SNOW REDUCING VISIBILITIES TO NEAR ZERO AT TIMES. HIGHWAY 200 NEAR OVANDO…THE HIGHWAY 12 CORRIDOR FROM GARRISON TO MCDONALD PASS AS WELL AS THE INTERSTATE 90 CORRIDOR FROM WARM SPRINGS TO HOMESTAKE PASS ARE THE LOCATIONS EXPECTED TO BE MOST IMPACTED.

    This is what the next few days looks like:

    Forecast April 28

    Although the total snowfall amounts aren't huge, with winds gusting up to 40 mph (64 kph), we'll get buried under a lot more than the forecast amounts by the time the winds finish piling up the drifts.  That's the joy of living out in the middle of a wide open mountain valley.  And those drifts are what the snow blower is for.

    At least we'll be back to spring-like weather by the weekend!

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  • Annie Andrew 1

    Right after I finished taking the photos yesterday of the goat girls in their new condo, I walked over to Lena's Barn to pick up a tool I needed for a project.  It was light outside and relatively dark inside the barn, and I was about 10 feet down the aisle before my eyes adjusted to the difference.  That's when I saw the raised skunk tail about 15 feet away.  Whoops.

    I stopped, "processed" this information for a second, and then said, "Oh, it's you."

    I could hear her crunching on cat food.  Happily.  She looked over her shoulder at me, verified my identity, and began crunching again.

    It was "our" skunk, who we had named Annie Andrew because, well, we aren't sure of her gender … though we think she is a she.  Somehow we think a fully intact male skunk wouldn't be so, you know, easy-going about these encounters!

    Yes, in addition to barn cats we also have a barn skunk.  She's been appearing here for about three years and hangs out in the spring, summer and fall.  Where she goes in winter we don't know. 

    She has never skunked us.  We told her early on, "Spray us and we'll get the .22.  Otherwise, make yourself at home."  And she did.

    When we startle her, as I did when I walked into the barn yesterday, she will lift her tail as a "friend or foe?" signal.  Then, when we talk to her and she realizes everything's okay, she lowers the tail and … resumes eating. 

    We knew Annie Andrew had just returned because Alayne came across her Saturday night when she was closing up the barns.  She had walked into Lena's Barn and out came Smudge and Skitter, two of our barn cats, from one of the stalls to greet her — along with Annie Andrew.  All three animals walked with Alayne down the aisle to the south doors.  It really is the oddest thing. 

    When Alayne returned to the house Saturday night, she said, "Guess who's back?  Annie Andrew."   We had been concerned that something had happened to her, because she normally shows up earlier in the spring than late April.

    I had left the camera over by the goats' condo, so I went back to get it.  I walked around to the other side of Lena's Barn and came in the south end to get a face shot of Annie Andrew.  She was still munching on the cat food.  (Ever been so close to a skunk you can hear it eating?)  We typically pick up the bowls and put them in a sealed container at night so as not to invite other wildlife to come dining in the barn, but as you can tell, any time is a good time to eat cat food for Annie Andrew.

    Yes, there is a risk that she — or the foxes or other wildlife around here — could get rabies, but that is just a fact of living in the country with critters around.  All of our animals, including the horses, get vaccinated for rabies.  (Rabies is now considered a "core" vaccine for horses by the American Association of Equine Practitioners.)

    Annie Andrew doesn't actually live in the barn, though she does have a hiding spot underneath the south wall, just below Lena's stall, that she retreats to if there's too much activity or she's not sure what's going on.  But most of the time she's off in the pastures or wherever skunks go. 

    After she finished the white bowl, she went over to check out the other two dishes, only to discover she had apparently already finished them, too:

    Annie Andrew 2

    Notice her tail is completely down.  That is one relaxed skunk.  After I took this last shot, she wandered off and disappeared into the stall we'd been keeping Margaret and her sisters in during the winter.  As I walked back down the barn aisle to finally get the tool I was looking for, she was rooting around in the stall, searching for … leftover goat chow?

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  • Margaret in pen 1

    Margaret's legions of fans have been clamoring for an update on our adorable goat, and truth be told, I have been delinquent in posting about her.  That's mostly because Margaret and her two sisters, Daisy and Scarlet, have spent most of the winter in a stall in Lena's Barn, and the weather hasn't permitted much material in the way of "goat follies." 

    But with the snow finally gone, last week we moved the girls out to their new "caprine condo," otherwise known as a portable pasture pen.  (More on their new accommodations in a minute.)  Today was hoof-trimming day, a great opportunity for some new photos of Margaret. 

    How do you trim a goat's hooves?  With very sharp garden shears.  Yep.  Nothing more complicated than that.  Holding the goat still for the trimming can be far more complicated, though.  I was able to hold Margaret by myself to trim her front hooves, but when it came to her back feet, Alayne had to hold her so I could get those done.

    In this first set of photos, I haven't started to trim her hooves but Margaret knows what's coming, so she's going to practice having a fainting spell.  (There actually is a breed of goats called the Tennessee Fainting Goat, which may be what she's pretending to be here.)  First, she goes up:

    Margaret in pen 2

    Then down:

    Margaret in pen 3

    Next, she throws her head back, as if it's all too much to bear:

    Margaret in pen 4

    Finally, she considers that maybe a display of affection might convince him to skip the hoof trimming:

    Margaret in pen 5

    When that doesn't work, Margaret decides to pose for another formal portrait while I inspect her hoof:

    Margaret in pen 6

    Then it's down to business … please notice the headlock:

    Margaret in pen 7

    Here she's trying to push my face away with her forehead:

    Margaret in pen 8

    Margaret was a little put-out that we didn't take her to the PetsMart groomers, like we did for Molly and Priscilla.  I told her, "Margaret, I know Poodles, and you're no Poodle.  Besides, you're livestock, and they don't do livestock at the groomers."

    Which brought up the lingering question in her mind — is she mere livestock or cherished pet? 

    I told her that depends entirely on how well she and her sisters do with weed control this spring and summer.  "If you get good at it," I said, "you can become, well, cherished livestock."

    Which brings us to the portable pasture pen.  You see, goats like to browse on just about everything — except what you want them to eat.  Thus last summer Alayne spent a lot of time chasing them away from the young trees she had just planted.  And goats don't like to get wet, so leaving them out on pasture confined by electric netting left us running out to bring them in every time a summer thunderstorm rolled in. 

    The answer, we realized, was this — a 10' x 12' (3 m x 3.6 m) movable confinement system with built-in shelter:

    Goats in Pasture Pen

    The wheels are attached to levers, and when we're ready to move the pen, we raise the levers which lowers the wheels to the ground … and then we roll it forward another 12 feet to new grass or off to a new weed patch.  The goats just stay in it during the move, since it will be rolling slowly.  On very smooth ground, we can push it by hand; on rougher ground, we can simply pull it with our Kubota utility vehicle or a tractor using a chain hooked to the frame.  It has skid plates on the
    bottom of the frame, so if we use equipment to pull it, we don't even have to drop the wheels.

    If we need to move the pen to another pasture, or a longer distance than we want to roll or pull it, we can pick it up with the tractor using a pallet fork slipped into those two cable loops welded to the top of the frame.  (Yes, we'll take the girls out before we move it that way!)

    After we've moved it to the new location, we drop the levers and the wheels rise up, lowering the steel frame to the ground.  This way the girls are completely safe and secure inside it.  There are 25 gallons of water on board in that big plastic pipe under the peak of the roof that we can use to fill their water bucket.  When we need to refill the tank, we'll pick up the pen with the tractor and carry it over to the nearest hose.

    Our contractors, Kevin and Guy, built the pen for us this winter after we sketched out what we were looking for.  We had the rough plan, but they came up with all the great ideas that made this very practical.  Because of the sturdy construction and welded frame, this thing will last for decades.

    All of which convinced Margaret and her sisters that we were, in fact, quite serious about the weed control thing.  Cherished livestock indeed!

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    like to win it again this year.  Thank you!