The Ear Horn That Will Not Become Jewelry
I hope you had a wonderful, relaxing weekend, dear reader. On Friday, we had a bit of good news. My Sweet Baboo, my girl with a huge ear horn, finally had the horrible growth fall away. She is now free of what ended up being a massive growth on the end of her ear. If you remember, our vet suggested we band her ear once fly season was over and temps cooled. Almost three weeks ago, The Bibbed Wonder placed a band around the base of the horn on her ear. Overnight, as the blood flow ceased to flow to the affected area, the horn began to soften. As the days went on, the horn got softer and softer farther up the horn. It was fascinating to observe the process.
We kept a close eye on Boo’s ear. I was worried that Boo would suffer pain or discomfort during this process. However, much to my relief, she shook her head for about five minutes when the band was put into place, and then it appeared as though she didn’t even notice the band anymore. Slowly but surely, the horn began to die. On Thursday, Eric noticed that the horn was seeping a clear liquid. He felt that it would not be long until it finally fell away. He was not wrong. On Friday morning, after the barn chores, he reported that Boo was finally rid of that pesky growth. Her ear was a bit shorter because the tip of her ear had fallen off with the horn, but the ear looked healthy, sealed, and clean. It was a relief for us and more so for Boo.
Thank goodness for small miracles. Both The Bibbed Wonder and The Bean were hoping to find the horn once it fell off. Much to my relief, both scoured the barn and the pasture field, but neither were able to find the horn. There were all kinds of chatter as to what they would do with the horn if they found it. Mind you; there is also a piece of dead ear tissue attached to this thing. The Bibbed Wonder wanted to make a necklace out of it. He’s big on necklaces made of body parts. Sigh. The Bean was planning to hide it in conspicuous places so that I would find it every day. She was betting she would get a month’s worth of torment for me out of this detached ear horn. Sigh. This is how I live. I wish I were making up this sh**, but alas, this is my life.
Luck was on my side, and probably Cleatus was too. I think that Cleatus probably sniffed out the dead tissue and promptly turned it into a snack. At least pigs are good for making body parts disappear. So, there will be no shenanigans surrounding the deadened ear horn and me. I breathed a huge sigh of relief over that one. I must admit, although annoying, The Bibbed Wonder and The Bean are both very creative when it comes to tormenting me. They both wear this as a badge of honor. I could think of more productive uses for their creativity, but they don’t seem to care what I think. My Boo is free of this growth, is healthy, and more comfortable on a positive note.
As of this morning, everyone in the barn is doing well and appears to be healthy. Lil has almost completely recovered from her health scare, and thankfully, no one else is displaying signs of the dreaded brain worm. Our week is off to a good start.
As always, dear reader, stay safe, be smart, don’t make jewelry out of fallen off growths and keep washing your hands.