Hardest post — saying goodbye
The purpose of this blog was to share life on an alpaca farm. And while there have always been unpleasant aspects, this last week has been the worst ever. We lost our precious Rosita to liver failure. I’m re-reading the blog entries about her: training her for the Alpaca Expo, the results from the Expo and the trip home, and the trip to take Rosita to be bred in Iowa. Last Wednesday, I got a call from the farm where she was staying. They were taking her to the University because she was not well. She was started on IV antibiotics when the vets determined her liver was the problem. But the antibiotics didn’t help, she never regained an appetite, continued to loose weight and Monday evening the vet called to say that Rosita was having seizures and they felt it best to put her down. And so we gave our okay. And she is gone, she will not come home, she will not have a baby next year. She wasn’t even 3 years old. I miss her.
i’m so sorry my friend, it is truly the hardest thing…remember that she was happy and loved and she knew it always…many many hugs
Oh, you poor honey. I’m so sorry you lost one of your darlings. Hang in there.
Oh, Teresa – I’m typing this with a lump in my throat feeling so sad for you and your loss of Rosita. I won’t forget how generous you were to invite me into your home and show me how to card fiber. I hope each day gets a little easier as time passes……