Diapering

Sunday, August 27, 2023

Yesterday, I went out to purchase tiny baby diapers for newborns. They’re for protecting my donkey’s injured hoof–bandage-like–after it’s been soaked and medicated. I was shopping in a supermarket where I know some of its cashiers, and as anticipated got teased about being pregnant.

I’ve learned that covering a hoof with a diaper and taping it to dress an injury is easier than working with cotton. With cotton, one unrolls, cuts, and holds together its ends while simultaneously unrolling stocky tape and wrapping it around the cotton. Whoever got the notion of using a diaper instead deserves accolades.

Yesterday afternoon while Pimmy walked she looked better. She was putting more weight on the sad hoof, which in several days should be fine again. Nonetheless, that hoof has allowed for abscessing, and I must find out why. Hopefully, it’s a treatable condition.

Now’s the time to revisit my old standbys: broken fence posts, leaks in the septic system, and etc.

Dear Friends: Yes, and, at least, I’m not pregnant. Diana