In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down,
Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains.
The Boxer - Simon and Garfunkle
She looks like a boxer, with her swollen eyes and her robe. She is also a fighter and she took her lumps and came out swinging, so to speak. The crowd is cheering Babe. The bell has rung, let's see some dung.
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She's a trooper, and so far one very lucky girl!
You know, she's usually a whiney, prissy brat, very spoiled. I guess she's tougher than I thought. Her four-legged and two-legged dam's pampered the heck out of her, so it's not her fault.
We got some manure in her stall this evening. Gave her some banamine to help her get things moving. Fingers crossed.
Good to hear! That is a step, er pile, in the right direction!
: ) : ) : )
Hope everything works out. Keep us posted...
Thanks Jean. I hope everything works its way out!
glad to here babe is pulling through!!
life on your farm, certainly never seems to be dull.
will keep thinking of ya'll
christy :)
When it is dull, I'm very happy because nothing is going wrong!
We have an oil glistening manure manure pile this morning. Yippee! Those of you outside of the horse world have no idea of the joy this brings when you have had a serious colic, it's like winning the lottery.
: )
I was just about to ask if she pooped yet, when I read your last comment!
Who would ever dream that we would be so excited about a pile of crap? And yet, we've been holding our breath and anxiously checking!! :)
I'm happy that she's feeling better!
If craps going to happen, it may as well be this kind! If everyone knew that we horse people actually pick this stuff up and examine it, would you think us nuts?
; )
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