I am not dead, and thankfully, neither is Kritter the wazilla, nor is Kermit. We had been havng a very stressful week last week, and then Thursday Kermit ended up getting taken by ambulance to the hospital. He had a heart attack. He had a cardiac catheterization on Friday. He is still in the Massachusetts hospital where they transported him from our local small hospital. He is making some improvement, and will hopefully be allowed to come home by this weekend, but will have to do a lot of rehab work from home.

Kritter the Wazilla - he's a llama, alpaca mix, our big white fluffy guy you have seen in pictures often. He hate getting shorn, and usually requires getting sedated to do so. Well, he ended up with wool rot, and in the moisture that built up, he had a very bad fly strike which almost killed him. When randy discovered it, I spoke to the vet, I washed his neck where it was. We got Ultra Guard (pymethrin and per -something - like Frontline for large animals) and sprayed him down. But they then migrated to his chest. He was weak and anemic, but yesterday the vet came, sheared all the affected areas - with our friend Andy and Randy helping to keep Kritter in place, and although everyone knows camelids spit, this was the first time I have seen Kritter do so. He was NOT happy, but is now clean shaven in all the affected areas, got a shot of antibiotics, and a lot stronger and more comfortable.