Thursday, July 9, 2015

Good Night Keyla

Keyla was my teacher.  She was the first to give us a cria and the one I learned how to give shots on.  She's the one that first made my heart stop because she was sprawled out, sleeping in the sun.

Keyla was also a mentor to the younger girls in our herd.  She gave us four cria and had several before that.  She coached the younger girls on caring for their own cria and was often a baby sitter.  Keyla loved being a momma and gave her everything to her babies.  Her cria were always the biggest and strongest.

Keyla with newborn Willow in 2012

I woke up a few times overnight to check on her.  This morning, she refused to eat or drink.  So I sat with her for a couple of hours, holding her head and rubbing her neck.

Her herd mates all checked on her while I was there and stayed with her when I wasn't.  Gunnar and Wonton stayed close.  Gunnar also managed the crowd, putting himself between Keyla and her herd mates when he felt that too many were hanging around.  When she finally passed, Gunnar did one last check on both Keyla and me.

Yes, I know death is a part of life.  It's not my favorite part of raising animals, but it is part of it.  The trick, I suppose, is knowing when to accept the inevitable and focus on making the transition comfortable and peaceful.

Keyla was a teacher to the end.

I will miss you, Qaint Keyla.

3 comments:

Katja said...

I'm sorry for your loss.

Linda said...

Oh goodness! I didn't know you you had one that was not well. I'm so glad you had each other for as long as you did and I'm so sorry for your loss.

Chrisknits said...

I am so sorry for your loss. What a wonderful family of creatures you have that they all care for each other.