Saturday, June 23, 2007

Well, we are approaching the second kidding storm.

Betty Goat, who delivered a preemie after gorging herself and making herself sick, is up first. It will be really good for her to have a live birth and a kid to take care of . She was really very sad after the little golden preemie didn't make it. This was the baby that died the same day that Aegis died. She is buried with Aegis.

So, we are keeping snacks away from Betty Goat, and hopefully she will deliver a healthy kid this time. I've been calling her the "Uni-Udder". Only half of her udder has developed. If it doesn't fill out after she delivers she will have to leave the farm. It's a shame since she's a stunning goat otherwise.

The babies are huge now. They are quite capable of knocking me over in their rush to get attention and snacks. But they are starting to be more goaty. Which is a good thing. I'm not sure how they are going to handle this new crop of brothers and sisters.

With the heat, everyone has been hanging out in the shade or in the shelters. I still haven't sheared the sheep and I need to get to that. They look hot under all that fleece.

The youngsters are still at the age where they like to jump up on things. Bridey is on top of one of the shelters. There is a bit of shade there. I don't know why they don't go hang out under the trees. There is some nice shade in the pasture for those who want to avail themselves of it.

In other animal news, I just dropped a wedge of dough on old Babe this morning. He had a really bad ear infection. The vet listened to his heart murmur. There is nothing but murmur there now. It goes off of the scale. If you feel under his left elbow, you can feel the murmur ripple along his chest. We aren't sure what is keeping him alive. He really shouldn't be. He's also walking on a leg that the vet says shouldn't be functional. But he's absurdly happy and bouncy. I'd say, "it won't be long now," but we've been saying that for two years now.

Bridey on the Roof


  1. Pissed OFF Housewife said...
    Rosie, do they know their names?
    Rosie said...
    Oh, sure, Poh! They know their names. Whether or not they listen to you is another matter. Goats like BossyToe, who imprinted directly on me always listens and when you call her, she will answer back. Even the sheep know their names.
    threecollie said...
    Sorry to read about your lovely dog having Mike is getting old too and it is so painful to watch his brilliant mind being slowly crowded into a dark corner by the loss of sight and hearing. They should live as long as we do, so one great dog could be with us all our lives.
    And I envy tomatoes. None here yet.
    Anonymous said...
    someday I hope to get a goat...of course I will need a house and some land first...I also want fancy chickens.

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