Kenya

Kenya died at 10.10pm on Wednesday 6th April.
First thing in the morning she had her antibiotic injection but there had been little change in her. We gave her some more fluids, arnica, & fed her some porridge oats warm with some natural yoghurt to try & keep the rumen working. We massaged her udder to try & break up the mastitis but it did not seem to improve.It felt very cold & remained very blue.
Later on that evening while feeding & milking the other goats,i could not help but feel that something more was going onwith Kenya.I sat with her as she cried out in pain. We treated her with arnica again to help with the pain but she was getting worse so we called in the vet.Unfortunately,she had died when he got there.
Obviously,we went through with him what had happened. Her udder had become gangerous because the mastitis had effectively killed half of it.Usually,goats will then form a sort of wall & fight the infection going anywhere else with the help of antibiotics. Kenya couldnt do this & so her blood became poisoned & that is what finally killed her in a horrible way.My only consolation is that she wasnt alone.
It really has been an awful experience & i hope i dont see it again but it has to be said that keeping livestock can be totally heart-breaking. Kenya was the first Anglo-nubian that we bred ourselves,we showed her last year & she had the makings of a good milker & it breaks my heart to lose her like this.
Today,we had to arrange for her to be taken for incineration which is what now happens to all dead livestock & of course you have to pay. It is not pleasant to see your beloved animal piled on to a lorry of dead carcasses but it has to be so to avoid anymore outbreaks of disease.
Goodnight Kenya.