Dolly Ann Street

I can’t believe I’m writing this post.  Dolly was supposed to be my immortal goat.

from Friday evening

At just shy of 16 years old, it was easy to believe she was never going to die.  But the last month has really seen her slow down and stop coming in to eat her sweet feed.  She mostly just lounged and snuggled with her grandkids.

Dolly with Floyd and Bee

Sunday, she spiraled downward, and it was time to say good-bye.  She took a huge piece of my heart with her.  She was the last goat who was born before I started this blog and before I bought the farm.  She gave me more babies than any other girl.

Top: with her mom, Lily; Middle: with her twin Rickie; Bottom: with her last kid, Pluto, just Dolly, with her first girls Pistol and Vinnie

It will not be the same without her.

Mother’s Day

I made my new moms happy.  I removed the panels in the barn and let them and their kids back into the main herd.

Antigone calling to her girl

Her daughter was ignoring her and playing on the stump

They did eventually make it out there.

I had to get them off the north paddock because it was way too small for that many goats.  They are much happier on the Back Forty where there’s so much more green stuff to eat.

Hera and Dusty

Aphrodite and Harmonia

Cupid and Elton

Even Dolly made it out to pasture.

And the kids are enjoying it too.

Angus

Thalia

It makes it a lot harder for me to keep track of all those kids though.  There are now 31 kids running around in the pasture with their moms.

More of the Kids

Bee and Floyd with grandmaa Dolly

the third triplet, Opie, with maa Sidney

Mina and Angus

Antigone’s girl

Shrek

Prince and Elton (don’t think that really looks comfortable)

Pops

Carmen

Mocha

Thalia and Ty

Zane

Latte