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19 Mar

I’ve been horribly slow about naming kids this time around, but I’m finally getting it done.  Let me introduce:

Ava’s twins are Freddie and Fannie.

Victoria’s girls are Onyx and Ruby.

Onyx (front) and Ruby (back)

Gidget’s boys are Brutus and Bronc.



The little boy Athena rejected is Popcorn.  You can see he is getting quite spoiled staying with Grandma.


Athena’s doe is Marin.


Reva’s girl is Butterscotch, and her buck is Scooter.

Butterscotch and Scooter

Wanda’s kids are Lou and Lainey.



Zinnia has Sonny and Cher.

Sonny and Cher and Zinnia

Cutie’s kids are Milo and Addie



Annie’s little girl is Flora.


Finally, Mary’s oopsie babies are Trace and Quatro.

Mary with Quatro and Trace

There!  I did it! They all have names so far.

The Other Side of Kidding

12 Mar

I always share all the cute little kids that are born on the farm, but it doesn’t really do justice to the work that goes on during this week.  One of the biggest things is checking goats.  If they are out in pasture, I hike out there to find my girls who haven’t had kids yet.


Luckily, I have them on the small front pasture, so it’s only five acres to hike.

Soon, they moms will start taking their kids with them out to pasture, and I’ll have to help keep track of them and make sure they don’t get left out there.  So far, that’s only 2TC, and she’s big enough to take care of not getting herself left out there.


The new moms are leaving their babies up in the buildings.

Victoria’s girls

I like giving the moms the front pasture because it’s close enough and small enough that they can go out to pasture and eat and easily come back up to take care of their babies.

Ava and Gidget

I do still give them hay and grain also.


It takes a lot to keep up with feeding kids.

Cutie with Reva’s kids (front) and her kids (back)

Obviously, there are also the middle of the night checks.  On good nights, I go out once and that’s it.  Some nights, I stay up late to keep checking someone and possible go out as close as every hour until someone has a baby. Occasionly, that’s the next day.  So far, it hasn’t been that bad this year.


I like it best when I go out and find they managed to have both kids between my checks.

Cutie with her buck and doe

It’s way better than sitting there and waiting and watching for what seems like forever.


Especially when the mom is a drama queen and wants me to snuggle and hold her face the whole time she’s in labor.  They always arrive eventually though.

Ava and her buck

I also have to keep in mind personalities.  We’ve had warm enough weather, but rain all day on Monday has left the barnyard muddy, so nobody wants to just sleep outside.

Reva in the muddy barnyard

That means I have to deal with Mary.  She wouldn’t let anyone else in the greenhouse.


I had to drag her over and put her in with Victoria, and they got along fine.  It’s all about personalities.

Victoria and her girls

Then Reva wouldn’t let anyone in the greenhouse.  I had already penned Cutie with a heat lamp since I knew she was going to have her kids, but I had to add another pen for Reva and her babies just so everyone else could come in the building.  They drive me crazy.  It’s not like it’s crowded in there.  I shouldn’t have three goats hiding under workbenches cowering in fear.  Brats.

Blaze, Cutie, Cookie (in front) and Reva

Then there’s the checking udders to make sure moms don’t have mastitis and keeping a close eye on kids to make sure they are getting enough to eat.  Sometimes, the kids need help getting started nursing, especially if mom has big teats or a weird udder.

Ava’s udder

So far this year, I’ve treated Blaze for mastitis, and now I’m giving Reva’s babies supplemental bottles.  Her milk might finish coming in and increase, or I might end up supplementing them until they are weaned.


Then there’s the weird things that you have to notice, but you just can’t prepare for.  Victoria didn’t deliver her placenta.


I had to get meds from the vet, and that did help, but she never did deliver it all.  That means antibiotics to keep her from a uterine infection.  That could be fatal.

But all the cute, healthy babies seriously outweigh all the work!

Cutie’s buck

Gidget’s buck

Now I need to start coming up with names.

Another Weekend Project

11 Mar

I had two goals for the first weekend of spring break:  building a fence to prepare for kidding and cleaning out the north stall of the garage.

I am so tired of my garage being a barn.  Even though I’m cleaning out half of it, the other half is still barn because we have rain in the forecast for this week of kidding.  I might need it.  Anyhow, I got my wheelbarrow out and started scooping while everyone was in pasture so I could leave my big red gate open.


I kid you not, I had only taken one load to the compost pile when the llamas came up from pasture.

Odie and Aurora


Of course, they thought they had to check it out.  That meant opening and closing the gate every time I went through it both directions.

Then the goats came up, and my path to the compost pile filled up with obstacles.

Did I mention the wheel on my wheelbarrow is flat and I need to go to town before I can fix it?  Despite all the drama, I did manage to get the job done over the weekend!

Bob telling me where I needed to do more cleaning.

Now I can put my car in there again.

2018 Ford Fusion

It’s a new-to-me car!  Yay!