This week has been an interesting one with Gracie…to make things more interesting the heat here in Iowa is oppressive. Records have been broken for the “feels like” temperatures as they have surpassed 110 degrees.
Monday, in the heat, my hubby needed help locking the cattle out of the shed. He needed to put bedding in the shed to make the steers more comfortable and the only way to do that is to lock the cattle out. We had a horrible time. One pen of cattle did not want to cooperate at all. I was wearing my “outdoor shoes” which happen to be clogs. I was trying to stay out of the deepest poop….no luck. I sunk in deeper and my clogs filled with liquid poop. YUCK!! After that, I was running everywhere through the poop, still the cattle wouldn’t get out of the shed. The cattle would run and kick up their heels and poop would fly right at me. UGH!
Then Gracie decided she would help and ran into the pen…UGH. Now I knew this cattle adventure meant an immediate bath for me and for Gracie. Well the cattle are not used to seeing Gracie in their pen so they all turned away from the door and came to investigate the “new friend in their pen”. UGH…Finally I yelled at Gracie, got her out of the pen, and steers headed toward the door. Just as I thought they would go out, one doubled back. My mouth was open and piece of liquid poop flew at me, flew into my mouth and landed at the back of my throat. I started coughing and gagging….UGH. There were still 8 steers left in the pen. By now I was angry, very hot, and completely frustrated.
I took off my shoes and threw them out of the pen and ran through the poop barefoot.
Typically when working with cattle we can get the whole pen of 125 steers out the door in one big swoop. Not this time. I would run to the back of the pen while hubby watched the gate and we would fight to get one more out. I’d run to the back of the pen….and so it continued. Honestly, it was the worst time EVER!! In the heat, sweat was pouring off me. My bra, underwear and all my clothes were soaked with sweat. After a Gracie’s bath, my shower, and copious amounts of water I still felt like I could taste that poop in my mouth….After a sit down in front of the air conditioner, and two beers, I felt a little better.
Yesterday, it war still hot…hotter than the day before. I had to mow lawn. Gracie was having a blast! She was running all around the yard and sniffing EVERYTHING. I was out for an hour and a half mowing and she was running and hanging out the whole time. After that I was in the garden picking cucumbers. I heard Gracie in the cornfield on the sent of something running an barking. She didn’t come in the house for another hour.
I was gone in the afternoon and came home in the evening. Hubby said he had let her out and she was gone over an hour and he was worried about her. She finally came back and plopped herself in front of the air conditioning. Kalissa looked at her and realized Gracie’s eyes weren’t right. They were completely blood shot and one eye wouldn’t even focus. It was rolled back and looking VERY NASTY. Kalissa grabbed the camera to take a picture but I would let her. I could tell by looking at her that bright light would irritate her eyes. I worried and fretted. Gracie is never outside that much and typically she stays out of the cornfield. Hubby thought she could have injured her eye…I thought maybe too much sun. Either way, I was sure I’d be taking her to the vet today…
I woke up this morning and checked on her….here she’s a little squinty and you can tell her eyes are a bit sore….then I showed her a treat and WOW…her eyes looked much more like normal.
There’s still a little red in the white of her eye…but not bad at all. Last night…it was so nasty I started to worry if she might even loose her eye.
I swear…she is as a bad as having a kid. Today I’m keeping her inside….for the most part and letting that eye heal….Hopefully today won’t bring anymore “adventures”.