She called this evening to tell me that Starbright was down. Like many animals, when a goat "goes down" the chances of getting it back on its feet are very very small. It is also a fact of life that human caretakers won't let this happen without a fight.
I made all sorts of frantic phone calls, as did she. The vet never answered the emergency page. W- (who has goats) recommended giving Starbright water, but didn't offer any other help. A- (who has llamas) offered to come over tomorrow and goat-sit if the need arose. M- from Remington (who has alpacas and sheep) was my knight in shining car for the evening. He took the 30-minute drive to come up to the house and looked at Starbright. He reported a really heavy worm load to J- and shot Starbright full of dewormer, vitamin B, and gave her a bit of LA-200 to stave off pneumonia from lying in the sun/rain/heat all day.
It didn’t help. J- reported Starbright dead at 11 PM EDT.
It’s weird. I’m sad and I’m sorry, but I’m more sad that Starbright and I didn’t get along better, and I’m more sorry that J- was stuck dealing with something that was really not her problem. I'm not heartbroken like when Blaze-cat collapsed and died in front of us, nor even so traumatized as when April-goat died of old age.
I am feeling horrible for J- right now. I know I’d feel massively flattened and guilty if someone else’s pet died while I was housesitting, even if it was from a meteor strike.
And I’m in a don’t-touch-me mood, which makes dealing with CK a load of fun. He’s trying to be sympathetic and comforting and all. I’m sure he is sad too, and I want to comfort him too. We both want to make sure none of the other goats die of something so PREVENTABLE as worms, and it hurts to sit here four days from going home and not be able to do anything for any of the other goats until the vet office opens at 9 EDT.
I’m in a prickly state of unbalance, trying to decide if I’m kinda blue or wailingly unhappy. Honestly, I’d rather be kind of blue and get over it, but then I keep thinking about how Starbright must look, lying dead in the field. And how J- must have felt, going out to check on her after M-‘s visit, and finding her dead anyway. And that just hurts.