Posted 03-20-2004 at 18:27:02
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...Aint going to make it.
Got him out-of mud, under shelter,and warmed up. Force fed him twice. A third time a failure. His jaw locked down, barely breathing, and no will to live. Toughest failing task of all unable to give these bovine animals a will to live.
Oh well, It ain't the first time. Most likely wont be last.
Had to do laundry. all my clothes soaked through with muck, mud, and mire: and they didn't smell good either. And one wonders how this earth can gow such sweet things to eat or pretty to look at. Such as the world turns.
My day has about had it.
Hopefully I'll get another crack at it tomorrow.