...yes, Death. Sometimes by design, sometimes not. In this case, it was not.
EverRanch Silver 4/3/07 - 9/29/07
EverRanch Silver was one of our Gotland/Finn ewe lambs. She was the least friendly of the Gotland lambs, with perhaps the nicest fleece. She had been plagued with an on again, off again cough for several weeks. We'd been systematically treating it with different medications, trying to find the key, and never quite eliminating it. During all this, Silver appeared relatively healthy, with a good appetite, decent weight, good color, good pellets, normal temperature, and plenty of spunk.
Yesterday, she didn't come up for "dinner". We found her under the big maple tree, already stiff and cold. Awwwwwwww......
I know I should have done a post-exam on her, but I just couldn't steel myself to the task. Was it parasites??? Did our alpaca gelding smother her??? Was it toxic plants??? How could we have prevented her death???? I like happy ending stories. This one was not happy. It ended with me shearing the gorgeous fleece off her cold, stiff body. I'm not sure why - just to get some return? That sounds pretty cold-hearted. I don't think I can spin her fleece, beautiful as it is. I'd always think of that poor stiff little body that I somehow failed.
Rest in peace, Silver.