Lady’s Leg

Since we’re practically bursting at the seams with our animal population, we had to move Lady from her stall to the patio to make some extra room for the new kids. The result of the move was a seriously injured Lady. 

What it looks like happened is she lay down in the night to sleep. When she stretched, her hoof went under the fence, which wasn’t a problem while she was on the ground. However, when she got up, it got stuck on one of the bars of the fence. She panicked and pulled up, and the bar went through the top of her foot and embedded itself about 2 inches into her nail. 

We heard her thrashing about around 6 am. I don’t think she had been stuck too long, maybe 15 minutes or so. When we came out to investigate, we were shocked she hadn’t screamed, because it looked pretty bad. My husband was feeling woozy just looking at it. 

I held Lady’s head, stroked her flank and talked to her throughout the whole ordeal while my husband cut the wires on the fence. That wasn’t enough to get the hoof out, so he had to use a saw and cut the bar several inches above where it entered her foot. Once that was cut, she could stand but still had this 6 inch metal bar in her foot. 

Ouch!

My husband tied a rope around one end and had my son pull straight up on it while he held down the hoof. In a few minutes, the bar was out and the wound was bleeding profusely. My son pulled so hard that when it came loose he gave himself a black eye. My husband also cut his arm on the wire in the process. Personal injuries aside, we distracted Lady with some alfalfa as my husband sprayed some “azul” antiseptic on the wound. Infection is something we definitely want to avoid. 

The Puppers wanted to help their big doggy friend (or at least that’s what we think they think the horses are) and tried to lick the wound. Since it already had some antiseptic on it, we didn’t want that. So Terry had to head to his doggy day care up the road (the backyard of my sister-in-law’s house) so the Puppers could be in our backyard since George and Terry still aren’t friends. 

Terry wasn’t thrilled to be alone in the dark up there, but desperate times call for desperate measures. 

The next day, my husband brought home a tetanus shot for lady. After reading the directions and understanding that we had to wait 21 days after the application para sacraficio (sacrifice), we headed out to administer the shot. As my husband is afraid of needles, he told me he’d cover Lady’s face and I would give the shot. Fine. I attached the needle and was all ready, but my husband didn’t think it was tight enough. He took the syringe from my hand and pressed the two sides together–ejecting all the medicine in the process. So much for the tetnus shot.

Looking a little thin there Lady!

She’s sad and depressed, but still up to her old mischief. She managed to unhook the latch on her restraint by pressing it against her food dish. Then casually wandered over to the barrel full of corn and popped the lid, helping herself to a cob or two. I watched her do this from the front porch. When I called my son to latch her restraint again, she lifted her hoof to him showing him her injury. She got two more cobs of sympathy corn from him. 

Still, she’s been off her feed lately and is looking positively scrawny. Fortunately, the wound in her foot hasn’t been infected and is starting to scab over. Poor Lady.

Red’s hamming it up for the camera!

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Getting a Duplicate Tarjeta de Circulación

Since we were getting all our ducks in a row with our vehicles and had successfully navigated renewing my husband’s tarjeta de circulación (permission to circulate) for his motorcycle and registering my moto in my name, we decided to tackle the truck papers.

Some years ago, the government decided it would be a good idea to send the tarjeta de circulación in the mail instead of giving them to each person in the office. We never got that envelope. Shocking, right? Anyway, we continued to pay the fee each year without the tarjeta, but since in May we’ll need to make a trip to San Miguel de Allende and we are always stopped in Celaya, we needed to get that card.

When we asked, the same girl at the Oficina Recaudadoras we spoke to before said we would need two letters, one from Moroleon, one from the state of Guanajuato that said the vehicle had no outstanding traffic violations. The local Constancia de No Infracciones could be obtained at the Seguridad Pública Transito y Transportes office which is located at the jail near our house. So we went there. There were several large, gun-toting police officers just shooting the breeze at the entranceway. We walked past them to a short guy with the sign-in book. My husband signed in and we walked to the back of the compound past all the police vehicles, some of which were running without a driver in them. I guess since they don’t pay for gas, there’s no need to worry about it. 

Inside, my husband explained what he wanted and gave the clerk the old card. She handwrote a receipt for 60.75 pesos and told us to go around the front to pay. So we left the compound, past the vehicles which were still on and more police officers standing at the door, walked a block forward and entered the Barandilla Municipal. There my husband paid an officer near the door who wrote us another receipt to take back to the clerk. The clerk gave us a letter valid for 30 days saying that there were no outstanding tickets and we left. 

The second letter can be requested online. However, since I don’t have a way to pay for things on Mexican websites now that Paypal has decided to do whatever it is it is doing, that wasn’t an option. This second letter cost 69 pesos. The enterprising ciber (cyber cafe) across from Oficina Regional de Movilidad de Moroleon offers to obtain Constancia de No Infracciones for 150 pesos per letter. Since there wasn’t another option, that’s what we did.

Armed with these two letters, we returned to the Oficina Recaudadoras and the girl said that my husband had two outstanding debts that needed to be paid before we could get the reissued card. One was for a vehicle we sold about 8 years ago to someone from Michoacan and the other was for my first motorcycle that we junked after the meat truck hit me. 

Since Michoacan and Guanajuato are not the same state and the truck was not registered to the new owner in Guanajuato because he lived in Michoacan, we owed over 5,000 pesos. We didn’t have the two license plates or the tarjeta de circulación to prove we didn’t own the vehicle anymore because they went with the vehicle to Michoacan. 

As for the motorcycle, well that would be more than 2,000 pesos. We still had the license plate so that was in our favor, however, my husband was unable to locate the card. I’m pretty sure he threw it out in one of his cleaning frenzies. I mean, we haven’t had that motorcycle for over 5 years. So back to the Seguridad Pública Transito y Transportes office we went. 

The clerk on this day was feeling generous and only charged us 60.75 pesos for both letters. So that was something. Apparently, there are three types of letters, one that is because the tarjeta de circulación is lost, one because one or both of the licenses plates has been lost, and one if both the tarjeta de circulación and the license plates are gone.

Since I couldn’t request the State Constancia de No Infracciones online, back to the cyber cafe we trekked. Unfortunately, the official site wasn’t working so no letters for us.

It took several trips into town to find someone manning the cyber cafe to get those letters. Although in theory, those letters can be obtained at any place with computer capacity, only this particular cyber was willing to do it (and charged heftily for their expertise). Finally, we managed to get there when the place was open. We watched as the guy used his iPhone to pay the fee to the state. I’m not sure how someone who works at a cyber cafe can afford an iPhone, but then again, since they charge double for the letter and are the only place in town that provides that service, maybe it’s a pretty profitable setup. 

Anyway, we got the letters and headed to Oficina Recaudadoras. When it was our turn, we explained our dilemma. The woman behind the partitioned and most likely bulletproof glass printed out our payment slips. There was also an issue with the tarjeta de circulación about to be reissued. The old tarjeta had the truck listed as an S-15. My husband says it really is an S-20. In order to make any changes, we would have to bring the factura (original sales receipt). So we went and paid at Farmacias Guadalajara, picked up the factura from home and headed back.

After the woman processed our payment, she handed us two packets of papers that were the “bajas” with “pagado” (paid) stamped all over it. Now, those vehicles will never more appear in my husband’s vehicle file. Then she examined the factura of the truck we still own. Neither the words S-15 nor S-20 appears on the document. It is just generally listed as a “pik-up” (pickup).  I don’t see how it makes a difference, but sure as all get out, some transito will stop us and say that the card does not match the vehicle and impound it, so it needed to be altered to avoid that eventuality. 

The new card had a cost of $264 pesos which we went and paid at Banco Azteca down the street. My wallet was feeling considerably lighter after the day’s transactions but we now have a tarjeta de circulación for the truck. Of course, we’ll have to pay for the three vehicles we still own again in January for 2020’s fees, but it won’t nearly be as much. 

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Some of the Kids have Arrived

This year has been pretty bleak in the goat department with only one baby being born. Now that we’ve reached December and most of the herd is pregnant with Elvis’s love children, well, it’s time to rearrange living quarters to accommodate the newbies and their overprotective mamas.

The first set out of the gate were these two, a boy and a girl.  One of the triplets, Jolina, the tailless, moseyed on over to investigate and got trapped in the barrica (barrel) for a few hours when mama goat wouldn’t let her close to her new babies. If you remember, Jolina lost her tail when she got overly curious about Red right after he was born. Cookie just bit it off. Apparently, Jolina hasn’t learned her lesson. Oh Jolina! When will you learn?

Mama goat’s young daughter also gave birth just minutes after. She only had one girl and my husband, Papa Chivo, was disappointed. But seeing how this is her first birth, a healthy and happy girl kid is ok in my book.

Like three peas in a pod!

Because overcrowding is an issue, even before Terry came to live with us, the stalls had to be repurposed to lodge the new little ones. So right now, all mamas and babies are in Lady’s stall and Lady is housed in the patio with Fred and George Puppers. Since Terry and George still haven’t made peace, Terry is in the backyard. 

But what about Buster Rabbit? Unfortunately, a few days before Terry came to us, someone left the ajibe door open and Buster Rabbit fell in the well. Isn’t there a fable about a rabbit and a well? Sadly, there was no happy ending for Buster in this case. So Terry took over the backyard.

Several of the other goats are so heavily laden with progeny they can hardly walk. My husband is predicting triplets, but I say just twins will be quite enough.

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