Photo by Sue Weaver
Salem said his belly felt “oogy,” but the bock beer made it feel better.
Last Wednesday morning, when Mom put the Boer goats out for the day, big, fat Salem stayed behind. Salem loves food—Mom knew something was wrong. She put him in a stall and bedded it deeply with straw. Salem plopped down, stuck out his legs and groaned.
Mom decided he had intestinal cramps. She thinks he ate too many yummy acorns. She was worried so she gave him a Banamine shot for pain, Probios probiotics for his tummy, pink milk of magnesia for his gut (yuck!) and a thiamine shot, then she asked people in her sheep and goat Yahoo groups what else they would do. One said to feed him flavored yogurt (because he hates Probios so much that he spits and gags) and an English reader said to give him dark beer.
Salem didn’t want the yogurt, so Mom and Dad used a dose syringe to put it in his mouth. Salem yanked back just as Mom depressed the plunger and she couldn’t see because it was dark, so she squirted it up the side of his face and into his eye. Poor Salem!
Mom and Dad don’t drink beer, so they had to buy some. They chose bock beer because “bock” in German means buck, like a goat, and that seemed like an omen. They tried to suck it into the 30cc dose syringe but kept loading 10cc of beer and 20cc of foam. Finally, Dad held Salem’s mouth open and Mom poured in the beer. When they were finished, Salem smiled and licked his lips.
Salem’s says he feels much better now. And he keeps telling us how much he liked that beer!