We also took him weekly to hydrotherapy at a local vets. Not something I supposed he really enjoyed, I don`t think swimming is their thing, but he got used to it, and loved the hot air blower afterwards to dry his fleece, and came out looking like a giant puffball.
I used to put a waterproof mat down beside me in the evenings so that he could sit next to us and watch the tv.
I must admit I asked myself wether I was being fair to him, there was no guarantee that he would ever recover, the vets said definitely not, but I
still could not give up on him, and he never seemed particularly distressed, and would just lie on his bed watching the goings on out of the window by day.
Months passed and the gradual improvement meant that one day if we stood him up and supported him he could stand for a while, but not take any steps, however after each hydrotherapy session he would do just that little bit more.
About a year after we had him he could walk again, albeit he has got quite wonky legs, but he can run, he would headbutt my husband frequently, and chase our Doberman down the field.
It was a bit of wrench when we finally took him up to live at the farm where we keep the ponies, and the first night broke my heart as when he realised I was leaving him there on his own he lay down in the corner with his face to the wall, and wouldn`t eat. We got two female lambs to keep him company, and now he is the happiest sheep ever.
He had to be castrated and when I took him to the vet to have it done they would not believe it was the same sheep, they said there was no way he could have got better so a lot of love and a bit of miracle got him there.
He is so happy now, the three of them will always be pets, and we shall keep them for their natural lives.
I do not expect him to go on for as long as he might, his wonky legs might be a problem with arthritis in later years, but he has had such a good life for the last couple of years that does not really matter
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