Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Life's like that
In the end, the little calf who couldn't get up couldn't pull it off. She died about 3 p.m. today.
She seemed to be fine this morning, seemed to be continuing to gain strength and coordination. She was trying hard to figure out how to get up on her own, and looked as if she'd figure it out in a day or two.
But at lunchtime she was flat out, unresponsive, and had developed cheyne-stokes breathing. She was clearly on her way out. Thankfully she was unconscious and in no pain.
I posted her and found that her lungs were completely congested. Interestingly, she also had free blood in her pericardium. I could find no other defect in the heart, so that pericardial blood is a puzzle.
The proximate cause of death was fulminant pneumonia, long known as the friend of the dying.
She had a short life with a lot of challenges but she never suffered as far as I could tell. Sometimes that's just the way it goes.
Life's like that.