Personal Narrative: Fencing

“Taylor, what is that on the fence?” My sister asked me as we were walking off of the bus. I looked where she was pointing and saw my goat, Divinity. I knew that it didn’t look right, so I started running towards her. As I got closer I realized that her leg was stuck in the fence and she was in a great deal of pain. When I got to her she looked up at me, like she knew I would be able to help her. I was so scared because I have had her since I was 7 years old, and I didn’t want to lose her. I had to figure out how to help her by myself as my sister was sitting there crying, not helping whatsoever. I got down close to her and told her that it would be okay as I examined her leg. It became obvious to me that I would have to cut the wire so that she could get free. It was hard to think clearly because I just wanted her to be okay.
When I got there I cut the wire to get her out. After she was free from the wire, I held a towel to her leg to control the bleeding, and then I called my mom who is a veterinary technician. She said to keep her warm and keep pressure on the wound. After my mom got home, we took Divinity to her work to see what was wrong. It turned out her leg had to be amputated. Everything worked out in the end and Divinity ended up with an extra five years of exciting goat life. It was that moment that I helped Divinity, that I knew that was what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I wanted to help animals, and that has shaped my character in the best way. I have taken to helping animals by fostering them and pursuing a veterinary career. By pursuing a veterinary career I hope to always be prepared for the next time I get an “what’s stuck in the fence”