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27 Apr

I can tell you right now, there’s going to be a lot of girls retiring this year.


It’s been rough on them.


I think the copper capsules I gave them at the time they were bred went to the babies.  I am so happy to say that I am still not seeing any neurological issues from lack of copper before they were born.

But my moms are struggling.  They have hair loss, bottle jaw caused by anemia, lice, and general not doing well. I just wish I had a better plan how to help them.

Bonnie with a bit of bottle jaw

I think the only thing I can do is retire anyone who has struggled.  Don’t get me wrong.  I still have quite a few girls who are doing well.

Gidget with Lewis and Clark

Joani and her triplets

Margarita with her peanut. She’s a question mark too because I stressed so much about how little she is.

We’ll see how my girls that are due in June handle it.


I’ve also decided to keep Bubbles.


She will be a replacement for her maa, Mary, and her Aunt Bonnie.  Because I do love my spotted goats.



19 Apr

I have integrated the two parts of the goat herd.

I had all my moms and a few others on the front pasture.



I had way fewer goats on the bigger back pasture.


I had to change that.

So I put them all together.

I am still worried about my moms who are run down, but I’ll try and figure out a way to get them some extra feed.

Bonnie (back), Blaze feeding Trooper, and Toodles and Bubbles running to see if I have a bottle

Of course, the ones I milk will be easy.  I just have to say their name near the milk room door, and they’ll come.


After moving to the bigger pasture, I’m pretty sure Harley will really need her meds tonight.


A few of the kids got pretty tired running around.

Doc napping by his maa, Sidney

Of course, the few who got left in the barnyard weren’t too happy about it, but they did manage to sneak through the gate back onto the front pasture to eat with Aurora.

sneaking through the gate

In a couple of days, everyone will have adjusted.

Kid Switching

23 Mar

With the yucky weather, copper issues and me being sick we did have a few problems.  First, Bonnie was struggling to keep up with both of her girls, so she was trying to lay down to keep them from constantly nursing.  Unfortunately, before I could try and get started with supplemental bottles, she laid on one of her kids, and it killed the baby.  I’ve never had a goat do this before.  Cows will occasionally, and sows are horrible about it, but I never thought about it happening with a goat.  I’m still just sick over it.

She still has her one girl, Socks, and Bonnie is doing better.


That’s not switching though.  Clover ended up with bottle jaw and no milk because she apparently needed more copper.  I shut her in the Love Shack so her kids could not get to her.  I feel bad, but she really would have died.


I tried to start her kids on bottles because the last thing she needed to do was try to make milk when her own body needed every drop of energy it could get.  Her girl was easy to do.  She is just hard to get away from because she chases me down wanting a bottle all the time.

Clover’s girl and Cinnamon’s boy

Her boy was not so easy, but I was kind of squirting it down his mouth.  Stick with me because here’s where the switch comes in.  For some weird reason, Sidney decided to reject one of her boys.  He was cold and didn’t make it.  But when I went back out to try and give a bottle to Clover’s kid, Sidney was letting both boys nurse.

She was sniffing both boys’ bottoms and decided they were okay nursing her. I’m good with that.  They curl up and sleep together, and it makes my life much easier if I don’t have to try to force a kid to take a bottle.  And Sidney seems happy too.  I did have them shut in for a while to keep him away from  Clover, but this morning I let them out as a happy family of three.  We’ll just see how that goes with Clover.

Sidney her boy (left) and her new boy (right)

And since I’m talking about switching who is raising kids, Cinnamon’s little girl couldn’t keep up with her brother and her mom’s big teat, so she also got chilled and thin.  She is at my mom’s house getting bottles.  I couldn’t keep her here because she and Cinnamon kept crying to each other and keeping everyone else (mostly me) agitated too.

I have to say, this has made this round of kidding way too interesting and frustrating and just weird.