The past 24 hours has probably been the worst I have experienced in this farming adventure. It is hard to talk about, so I will be brief. Tuesday afternoon when I picked Scout up, he was not recovering well from the anesthesia. He could hardly walk, and on the way home urinated all over the back of my SUV. Once home, I offered water, but he wouldn't drink. He did manage to walk up the hill to the goat barn where he lived. Vet instructions were to keep him clean and dry for several days. I put him in the barn in a 14 X 16 section that was enclosed but well ventilated. with food and water for the night. The next day when I went to check on him, he was unconscious and having tremors. Fearing heat stroke (although the weather was 77 degrees and rainy outside) I put water on him to cool his body. He was breathing but not responsive. Within a short time, he was gone. Perhaps it was adverse effect to the anesthesia, or, perhaps something else was going on. I have learned too late that these dogs are very sensitive to anesthesia. RIP Scout. He had a short but happy life, and will never again be confined by fences.
My name is Christy Franklin.