Saying Goodbye

February 24th, 2010 by Kim

Yesterday was a hard day.  The hay storage room of the cow barn is now empty – not so much a comment on the amount of hay in it as the fact that Kitty isn’t there anymore.  My dear, precious mini jersey is gone.  Last Thursday morning Jeff found her fallen, stuck in the mud, belly bloated & legs sticking up in the air, but still alive.  It was a horrible sight.  We got her upright, blanketed, and had the vet come out to IV some goodies into her.  She was hypothermic, hypoglycemic and too weak to get up on her feet.  We had to get her into the barn.

Jeff rigged up a “sled” out of a piece of metal to pull behind the tractor.  We rolled her onto it and dragged her to the barn, where we rolled her into the hay storage area through the garage door.  She spent the next 4 days there, laying on a bed of hay, with us trying to get her to try to stand up.  Instead, she just got weaker and eventually gave up.  I finally had the vet come back yesterday to put her down.  I spent some time sitting with her before he got here, petting her & loving on her, and telling her what a good girl she was & that I was sorry this was the only thing I could do for her anymore.  And now the hay room is empty.

So, goodbye, Kitty my dear.  You were such a sweet cow, such a wonderful momma.  Thank you for what you’ve given to us.  I will truly miss you. 

Goodbye.

One Response to “Saying Goodbye”

  1. Susan Lea Says:

    Kim, I am so very sorry for your loss. There are no words to say that can make us feel better when an animal we love has suffered and died. I know because I recently lost my dearest ferret, Precious (who had been with me for almost 5 years) through tragic and horrible circumstances. My heart goes out to you, having witnessed the suffering of Kitty and having nursed her lovingly through her illness. You did the last, best, most loving thing you could do for her–but how very hard! Please accept my heartfelt sympathy! When I was crying for Precious, my son reminded me that God loves each of His creatures and that our love for them is a reflection of His love for them. I pray that He will comfort you, He Who sees every sparrow that falls. Sending you a big hug, Susan