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Devonshire magazine: Events, History, wildlife of Devon

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The Old Vet’nary<br />

by Ken Watson<br />

Animal Antics<br />

a friendly, family practice<br />

A<br />

farmer client told me this<br />

tale of one of his cows. One<br />

morning, sitting at breakfast,<br />

their peace was shattered by the<br />

bawling of a cow outside their<br />

window. When they went out they<br />

found a heifer from a group of incalvers<br />

two or three fields away,<br />

and she was obviously telling them<br />

something. She was freshly calved,<br />

but there was no sign of any calf. To<br />

get there she must have opened at<br />

least two gates, but she had been an<br />

orphan calf, brought up on the bottle<br />

and wise in the ways of people. As<br />

soon as she saw them she started<br />

to back away, still bawling, and<br />

then turned to head back the way<br />

she had came, yet looking back<br />

every so often to make sure they<br />

were following. So they did. They<br />

followed her back to the field she<br />

had been grazing. Once there she<br />

led them to a corner where the land<br />

dropped away and was filled with<br />

brambles, and of course in there was<br />

one of those vast industrial chicken<br />

farms. As he happened to look<br />

back to ensure the spread was even,<br />

he swore he could see something<br />

moving. He stopped and got out<br />

and went back to look. He found a<br />

newly hatched chick, a late arrival,<br />

and brought it back to his cab and<br />

put it into a cardboard box. Every<br />

farm tractor cab has plenty of stray<br />

corn seed and she stayed there<br />

contentedly pecking until the end<br />

of the day. After some period of<br />

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she sat on the throne, back to the<br />

open window, her cat came back in.<br />

It’s normal route being blocked, it<br />

had to divert to the side and looking<br />

down for a foothold spotted the<br />

flush lever. His subsequent leap<br />

from this secondary step activated<br />

the flush and my client received an<br />

unexpected shower.<br />

her newborn calf. Naturally they<br />

rescued it and mother and calf were<br />

reunited. Obviously very few cows<br />

would have done this, but she had<br />

grown up regarding human beings<br />

as the providers of everything she<br />

needed in life.<br />

Another farmer was spreading<br />

chicken manure purchased from<br />

being spoiled in the farm kitchen, she<br />

was introduced to the farmer’s small<br />

flock of egg-layers. Surprisingly<br />

they accepted her and she lived<br />

a contented life with them and in<br />

the passage of time produced eggs<br />

of her own.<br />

If you watch a cat jumping down<br />

from a high place, it will usually<br />

first place one foot over the edge<br />

ready for the spring. More than<br />

once this caused trouble in my own<br />

household if the high place is the<br />

top of the freezer, for over that edge<br />

are the sensitive control buttons. A<br />

client told me a variation on this<br />

theme. Her cat was in the habit of<br />

sunning itself on a flat roof which it<br />

reached via the bathroom window<br />

and the toilet cistern. One day, as<br />

I must tell you this anecdote about<br />

my own family. Two of my greatgrand-children<br />

were visiting the other<br />

two. The host mother, desperate<br />

to find something for them to do,<br />

said, “Why don’t you go and feed<br />

the orphan lamb?” So off they went,<br />

a full bottle ready, with mother<br />

watching from the kitchen window.<br />

Four children, one girl and three<br />

boys, aged 2-5. Guess who was<br />

in charge; well she was the eldest.<br />

Just imagine the noise, but the<br />

lamb didn’t care as long as it was<br />

getting it’s milk. It was showing<br />

appreciation by furiously wagging<br />

its tail, as lambs do. Suddenly its<br />

tail flew off. Now this is a natural<br />

consequence of the rubber ring<br />

method of docking. You know that,<br />

and I know that, but they didn’t know<br />

that! There was a sudden silence,<br />

and a few surreptitious glances over<br />

their shoulders. On brave soul even<br />

picked the withered tail up and tried<br />

to fit it back on. Eventually, after<br />

meaningful looks at each other, they<br />

returned to tell a mother who was<br />

trying to keep a straight face about<br />

it. - Ken<br />

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