Thermometer crisis

I have never laughed so hard in my life as I did Monday. I hope this story is as funny to read as it was to see:

We were called out to a sick sable, darted it, blindfolded it, brought it into the pen, and everything was just dandy until Niel decided to check its temperature. He stuck the thermometer in the anus, was waiting for it, and SCHLUuP. The thermometer was gone. Just disappeared inside the antelope. Oh did I laugh. And laugh. But what made it even funnier was that Niel couldn't get it back. Everytime he stuck his hand inside he just brought out some more chocolate covered raisins (exactly what most antelope feces look like). I had to leave the holding pen because I couldn't contain myself and had tears streaming down my face. After a good 5-6 minutes of searching for the thermometer he found it and said "No one takes my thermometer." I just kept laughing. I asked Niel if that had ever happneed before and he said no, had only heard about. A lecturer in school said that one day he came upon his students holding a sheep by its front legs, trying to get a thermometer out. Needless to say, that method doesn't work.

This week has been full of dead buffalo. Sadly a farm is having a slight crisis and their buffalo are dying from an infection in their heart. So we did 3 post mortems on buffalo this week. If you ever want to gag, smell a dead buffalo. We spent this morning vaccinating the others against the infection.

Yesterday I injected several goats with heartwater...like the nguni cows from last week. It was so much fun trying to find the vein. Similar to last week, everytime Kate hit the vein, blood sprayed all over her.

Tomorrow we are going to a game auction, should be interesting. And since it is a long weekend we will be camping out on the farm Sunday night. Monday is youth day. I suggest that everyone worldwide embrace this day and celebrate their youth!