Ann Forti is my guest tomorrow. She wrote me this to introduce herself to you all. ANY QUESTIONS?
As a mother of eight grown children, Ann Forti has been monitoring vaccine safety conversations for over 30 years.
Reviewing the plethora of information presented by scientists, medical professionals, researchers, and in following the lives of the vaccine-injured over the last 3 decades has led Ann to an increased concern about vaccine safety.
Her advocacy work is focused on bringing awareness to vaccine injury, the importance of informed consent, and advancing legislation for medical liberty.
I had to get a blood sample from our (hopefully pregnant) dairy cow, Maisy, to the post office, but wanted to hit the gym on the way. So, the blood came in a cooler (which I won in a feed store raffle) and hung out in my passenger seat. I think you hit the pro farmer world when you can say you’ve driven around with animal blood in your car while running errands. All in a day’s work!
WARNING: You will see a sheep rectum in this video.
I am dealing with my first rectal prolapse in our ewe, Maple. She is such a sweet girl but I’ll tell you, it’s been quite the learning experience and challenge for my gag reflex. The consensus among farmer friends has been to pack the prolapsed section with sugar and push it back in. This may seem easy enough but I’ve found it to be quite difficult for a newbie like myself. I’ve see this is more common in feedlot lambs but Maple is on grass with a tiny bit of hay and has no other issues, so the cause is a mystery. Vets can suture the rectal opening so that there is just room for Maple to poop, but this can be a costly procedure. There are also “rectal rings” available which essentially do the same thing as the sutures. Has anyone else dealt with this?
The kids are practicing for their first rodeo. The event requires them to catch a goat and snatch a ribbon off its tail, then put the ribbon in a bucket and raise their hands to stop the clock. Fastest kid wins. Don’t ask me how they came up with this stuff. Today goat ribbons, tomorrow bucking broncs.
