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Well in the last week we have taken Reserve county champion lamb, saved a 13 year old girl that was run over by her mother in a one ton truck, saved our best steer and three other steers from being poisoned and had our feeders stolen and the entire fair vandalized.
What a week, it took me four days to recover from this fair.
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Jordon got out of CCU today and is said to be in good condition and will be out of the hospital in a few weeks.
Let me tell you, this was the strongest person I have ever met. Jordon was run over by a one ton truck and the only reason she lived was because she had one heck of a will to live.
When I was called out of the lamb barn to a lady who had fallen from her truck, I never in my wildest dreams expected to see a dieing little girl in the parking lot. Between me, my brother and the fair director, we managed to keep her alive while we waited over 30 min. for help to arrive. Jordan had two collapsed lungs with blood and air accumulation, a bruise to half of her heart, 12 crushed ribs on right side, broken clavicle and scapula on the right side and severe damage to the cervical and thoracic vertebra. It was nothing short of a miracle that we were able to stabilize her long enough for the ambulance crew to arrive and do a needle decompression of her chest. By the time she got to the hospital she needed a chest tube and was air lifted to Alb.
I can’t wait to see her walking and playing with her animals again, I hear it was the most important thing to her and she was mad she couldn’t show her lambs or pigs. When I got back to the barn my son walked over to me handed me his reserve champion ribbon and said "mom I heard what you did, you deserve a ribbon" and handed me his rosette with a huge hug.
Then two days later on the day we show the steers, my daughters steer was bloated and I had no idea why. We worked on the animal for four hours and finally the fair vet showed up. I don't know how we were able to fit out three animals and keep this one alive. The vet tube the steer 4 times gave him some medication to start his rumen and checked the contents of his stomach to see if he could gather any info. that would help him solve our problem. It was determined it was a foam bloat and we could not do a needle decompression.
It was hard to believe this was happening...just the day before people where telling us they thought we would get grand. Some of our competition were laughing and pointing our way as if to say, look at those idiots, they ruined their chances, and of course these people took reserve grand and we were their most feared competition. My daughter was devastated and one steer after another went into the ring not properly fitted and bombed their classes. All I could tell my daughter is "I’m so sorry; I wish I knew why this happened."
After the heavyweight class the vet told us to get permission to take this animal off fair grounds and take it to be slaughtered. We did, when we arrived at the butchers and pulled the steer out off the trailer the butcher told us to re load the steer, that he was too good of an animal and we should give him more time. So we re-loaded the animal and took him to our vet who told us to bring it back to the slaughter house. The vet said all four stomachs were silent and when he checked his stomach contents he revealed a handful of intestinal lining. I was shocked, what the heck could cause this, the vets reply, caustics. He said he is too far gone and we should think twice about eating this meat.
By this point I got mad and decided to take the butchers advice and try everything I could think of and save this steer. 24 hours later and a homeopathic drug called Lampley's White Lightning, me and Jimmy the steer defied the odds
. Both vets were beyond words when they found out the steer made it, we plan on taking him to state and then to Arizona Nationals. Our state fair is in two weeks so we may not attempt it, but time will tell.
The next day we went to the fair to feed the animals to find out 3 other animals had the same symptoms as Jimmy and the vet worked on them most of the night. None got as bad as Jimmy but it was a scary ride for all involved.
That night the fair was vandalized, we lost all our feeders about 200 dollars to replace. Three other families lost their feeders and tack rooms were broken into. Blow dryers, show ridding saddles and bridles were taken, the lamb barn was broken into, muzzles were taken off the animals and feed thrown into the pens, Thank goodness no animals died. Benches in front of the barns were smashed and everyone finally realized that there must be some truth to the accusation that our steers were poisoned.
The next day was very hard for us, we watched steer after steer enter the auction ring getting 10-15 dollars a lb. Here we were in a very sad state when all of a sudden my 7 year old son showed up with a brand new bike. He had the biggest smile on his face and said "I told you I would win this bike" it was just the thing we needed.
The very next day my son decided to jump his new bike and went over the handle bars. He put a 3 inch gash into his forehead just below the helmet. Here we were again in the drama scene. All I could think was..........when will this crap stop. I swooped him up grabbed my jump bag and headed over to the bathroom. I irrigated his wound got the supper glue out and fixed his laceration. The moms in the steer barn were awe stricken, my son got up and went back to ridding his bike with the promise he would not jump it anymore. Not two seconds later a steer pulled out of a nose lead while the owner was getting everything ready to load into their truck. I had one last 911 call fixed his nose with supper glue and got the heck out of Dodge.
I have never been so happy to leave the fair............we were big losers but at the same time we were the biggest winners in the world. We left for the fair with high hopes and five animals. we came back with four animals 600 dollars in our pocket from the lamb sale, new friends and the drive to do it again....without all the drama
What a week, it took me four days to recover from this fair.
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Jordon got out of CCU today and is said to be in good condition and will be out of the hospital in a few weeks.
Let me tell you, this was the strongest person I have ever met. Jordon was run over by a one ton truck and the only reason she lived was because she had one heck of a will to live.
When I was called out of the lamb barn to a lady who had fallen from her truck, I never in my wildest dreams expected to see a dieing little girl in the parking lot. Between me, my brother and the fair director, we managed to keep her alive while we waited over 30 min. for help to arrive. Jordan had two collapsed lungs with blood and air accumulation, a bruise to half of her heart, 12 crushed ribs on right side, broken clavicle and scapula on the right side and severe damage to the cervical and thoracic vertebra. It was nothing short of a miracle that we were able to stabilize her long enough for the ambulance crew to arrive and do a needle decompression of her chest. By the time she got to the hospital she needed a chest tube and was air lifted to Alb.
I can’t wait to see her walking and playing with her animals again, I hear it was the most important thing to her and she was mad she couldn’t show her lambs or pigs. When I got back to the barn my son walked over to me handed me his reserve champion ribbon and said "mom I heard what you did, you deserve a ribbon" and handed me his rosette with a huge hug.
Then two days later on the day we show the steers, my daughters steer was bloated and I had no idea why. We worked on the animal for four hours and finally the fair vet showed up. I don't know how we were able to fit out three animals and keep this one alive. The vet tube the steer 4 times gave him some medication to start his rumen and checked the contents of his stomach to see if he could gather any info. that would help him solve our problem. It was determined it was a foam bloat and we could not do a needle decompression.
It was hard to believe this was happening...just the day before people where telling us they thought we would get grand. Some of our competition were laughing and pointing our way as if to say, look at those idiots, they ruined their chances, and of course these people took reserve grand and we were their most feared competition. My daughter was devastated and one steer after another went into the ring not properly fitted and bombed their classes. All I could tell my daughter is "I’m so sorry; I wish I knew why this happened."
After the heavyweight class the vet told us to get permission to take this animal off fair grounds and take it to be slaughtered. We did, when we arrived at the butchers and pulled the steer out off the trailer the butcher told us to re load the steer, that he was too good of an animal and we should give him more time. So we re-loaded the animal and took him to our vet who told us to bring it back to the slaughter house. The vet said all four stomachs were silent and when he checked his stomach contents he revealed a handful of intestinal lining. I was shocked, what the heck could cause this, the vets reply, caustics. He said he is too far gone and we should think twice about eating this meat.
By this point I got mad and decided to take the butchers advice and try everything I could think of and save this steer. 24 hours later and a homeopathic drug called Lampley's White Lightning, me and Jimmy the steer defied the odds
. Both vets were beyond words when they found out the steer made it, we plan on taking him to state and then to Arizona Nationals. Our state fair is in two weeks so we may not attempt it, but time will tell.The next day we went to the fair to feed the animals to find out 3 other animals had the same symptoms as Jimmy and the vet worked on them most of the night. None got as bad as Jimmy but it was a scary ride for all involved.
That night the fair was vandalized, we lost all our feeders about 200 dollars to replace. Three other families lost their feeders and tack rooms were broken into. Blow dryers, show ridding saddles and bridles were taken, the lamb barn was broken into, muzzles were taken off the animals and feed thrown into the pens, Thank goodness no animals died. Benches in front of the barns were smashed and everyone finally realized that there must be some truth to the accusation that our steers were poisoned.
The next day was very hard for us, we watched steer after steer enter the auction ring getting 10-15 dollars a lb. Here we were in a very sad state when all of a sudden my 7 year old son showed up with a brand new bike. He had the biggest smile on his face and said "I told you I would win this bike" it was just the thing we needed.
The very next day my son decided to jump his new bike and went over the handle bars. He put a 3 inch gash into his forehead just below the helmet. Here we were again in the drama scene. All I could think was..........when will this crap stop. I swooped him up grabbed my jump bag and headed over to the bathroom. I irrigated his wound got the supper glue out and fixed his laceration. The moms in the steer barn were awe stricken, my son got up and went back to ridding his bike with the promise he would not jump it anymore. Not two seconds later a steer pulled out of a nose lead while the owner was getting everything ready to load into their truck. I had one last 911 call fixed his nose with supper glue and got the heck out of Dodge.
I have never been so happy to leave the fair............we were big losers but at the same time we were the biggest winners in the world. We left for the fair with high hopes and five animals. we came back with four animals 600 dollars in our pocket from the lamb sale, new friends and the drive to do it again....without all the drama
It's terrible to think that someone would do that! And that no one saw them! I wouldn't want to think that it was 4H or FFA kids and members that did it, who of them in their right minds would even dare....
