Pruning was interrupted Saturday morning when Paul found old Gondor laying, unable to stand up, where she went to drink from the pond. She must slipped and fell, wedging herself between the willow trees. She was very frightened and week. Jan was home luckily so he helped tie the sling ribbons around her legs. The boys drove the truck with the excavator over the hill and hoisted her out. When rolled to her belly, poor Gondor started ruminating immediately. Cows can't ruminate laying on their side. She had a very extended belly that went down visibly. She didn't try to stand despite our encouragement, she was so week. We were really worried! Excepted water after finished chewing her cud and didn't show signs of illness or fever so we don't know why she lost her balance... All this commotion around Gondor had the whole herd come around. Fergus and his son milled about play-fighting, the other girls stood close with big, round eyes watching...I had to shoo them off frequently to live Gondor alone.
Paul went over later in the dark to take a blanket and cover her for the night. He come back beaming :-))) Gondor managed to stand up! She was sitting in a regular position two hundred meters from where we left her. He fired up the tractor and took over a bale of hay - by this time- in pitch dark :-) which Gondor accepted and started to eat. She drank from the bucket of water offered also.
Sunday she was grazing happily all day :-))
We hope she'll be OK but keep a close eye on her. She is 6-7 month pregnant, she -and us- don't need this sort of dramas....
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