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The Last 48 Hours: Part II

15 Mar

Technically it’s been longer ago than forty-eight hours, but I’m picking up where I left off.  After the crazy day, I begged my mom to stay.  She had come out to help me see Cinnamon’s adorable baby and I hijacked her and put her to work.  She agreed to let me go to bed after I fed Daisy’s little girl and take the next check.  Even though I was expecting Cutie to have her baby overnight, every other pregnant goat could go into labor at any moment.


Unfortunately, with everything going on and about to happen and how overly tired I was, I couldn’t sleep.  I still managed to have about three hours of sleep when I woke up just before my 2:00 am alarm went off and I had to check goats.  On my way out to see Cutie, I decided it looked like Mary and Maisie were both in early stages of labor.  When I got to Cutie, she was pushing hard and had a bag out.

Cutie Pie and her doe

Bless this first time mom.  She did it all and licked her baby dry and let her nurse and was a super mom!

(She has the cutest chocolate wattles!)

Then I shifted back to Mary and Maisie.  I really had no more space.  I did the only thing I could.  I backed my car out of the garage, spread my last bale of staw and my last cornstalk bale and drug them into the garage.  Really.  Why do they make me drag them?  Then I went back to bed for an hour.  They were both laying there and that was about it.  Then another hour which was when I came out at 5:00 am, and Maisie was hard pushing.

I saw one hoof, but that was it.  I felt and found a head, but no other foot.  I went in and it took forever to get the other foot pulled forward, but I got it.  Then I pulled, and nothing really happened.  This was a big kid, and it took quite a bit of work to get him out.  The second one was not any better.  This time one leg was bent back all the way at the shoulder, but I couldn’t find it.  She was pushing.  At least this kid was smaller, so I finally apologized and pulled really hard.  He arrived safely.

Maisie and boys

Mary was still standing and acting like she might decide to have kids soon, so I kept coming back out every hour.  Finally, at 8 am I came in to see she had just had one baby girl.  She started pushing again and had baby girl number two.

They are both adorable girls, but Baby Girl #1 is just the most crazy marked thing every.

I don’t know why it worked with two big dominant girls in the same pen, but it’s like Maisie claimed the straw and Mary got the cornstalk bales and there was some kind of invisible fence there.  I’m just glad it worked.

Finally, I had made it through the night.  I’m pretty sure I never really did much more than light dozing after that initial three hours.  And it was going to be a really long day.  To be continued…


Mud Season

23 Jan

Right after we get done with cold and snow,


we go straight into mud season.

“It’s not my fault.”

The geese love it since they are waterfowl.

It’s not so good for my kitchen floor.

I suppose I might have it clean again by May.

But I reallly need to do something with this hill.  I’ve started feeding some hay out there, and you can see a bit of grass has already sprouted with just these few warm days.

I need to haul a lot of that loose hay from the floor of the barn and spread all around, but I just don’t know when I can find the time to do it.

Back in the Deep Freeze

15 Jan

Yesterday’s temperatures weren’t too bad–a little below average with a fairly cold wind, but it was okay.  Overnight we had snow, the temperatures dropped to around the zero mark (-17.8 *C) and the winds picked up.

That’s where we’re sitting until it starts to improve on Wednesday.  I was so focused on checking animals and quickly snapping a couple of pictures that I didn’t even notice the sun dogs until I got the pictures onto the computer.

I’m glad I didn’t have to work today because of the MLK holiday.  I went out and gave the animals an extra feeding this morning.  Everyone but Lily got up to eat.  That means I hauled Lily back to the garge with Aurora and Stormy and Vixen.  It didn’t take her long to quit shivering and take advantage of the hay inside.


Unfortunately, Pistol is not an assertive goat, and everyone kept looking at her or acting like they were going to pick on her (or actually butting her), and she kept going outside with her girl, Astra, following her.  This is not where I want them when the windchills are at -22*F (-30*C).  I kept finding them shivering on the south side of the barn, and when I came out to take a couple of pictures, they were just standing in the middle of the barnyard.

Pistol and Astra

You guessed it.  I hauled them to the garage too.  We’re pretty much at maximum capacity in there.

I think I’m going to have to kick my car out or something if this crazy up and down deep freeze weather continues.

Vixen was considering being naughty and picking on Pistol, but I scolded her and she thought better of it–at least while I was standing there.  I hope they all settle down.

If the weather could just be a little less all over the place it would help.