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Harley’s Babies

7 Jun

Have you ever thought you had time to do something and then it turns out you were wrong?  Harley thought she’d go out to pasture with everyone last night for an after grain evening snack.  As I watched her stiffly walking across the barnyard, I noticed she had dropped and her udder had popped.  I thought it might have been better for her to stay up here, but the goats usually do a pretty good job of coming back up.

Harley and baby

Well, about fifteen minutes later, I saw Harley coming back from pasture by herself.  As she hurried up the lane, she had amniotic fluid spurting out with every step.  She got to the barn and was going to stay there.  I really did not want her to give birth on the llamas’ poop pile (yes, they pile their poop, usually exactly where I don’t want it).  That means I had to drag her to the love shack.  She does not simply walk.  That would be too easy.  So I drug her there, leaking fluid the whole way.

It only took about fifteen minutes of her panting and talking and acting all crazy before she finally laid down and gave one small push.  At that point, I could see feet and nose.  I was going to untuck the hooves so the baby would come out easier when Harley stood up, and because I was holding the baby’s hooves, it fell out.  That sent Harley into a nose dive.  She really was being a bit crazy.

 

She cleaned her first little girl off and I kept waiting for the next one, but there were no obvious contractions.  After about fifteen minutes, I checked and the feet were right there.  It was only another minute before she laid down and did one little push.  Baby girl two had arrived!

She kept cleaning and drying and had finally settled down just a little bit when baby three had back legs out.  I did pull this one because I don’t like letting them sit there partway out, and she really wasn’t pushing much at all.  It was all okay because baby girl three was here!

She has three beautiful little girls.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items at the top of my side bar.

Cinnamon Insists

18 May

I noticed the other day that one side of Cinnamon’s udder looked quite full.  She was also kind of talking to me in a demanding voice, so I milked her out.

Cinnamon Blackboer

Now she’s decided that it’s an everyday thing.  She’s weaning Norm so she can go in to be milked.

Well, in all fairness, he’s old enough to be weaned.

Cinnamon and Norm

It still hasn’t been long enough since they were wormed for me to use the milk, so it’s going to the freezer for future bottle kids.

Because Cinnamon insists on being milked, I have Dolly, Haley and Stormy lining up to be milked too.  They, however, are not weaning their kids.

Dolly with LilyAnn, Sidney, and Andy

Stormy’s teats are usually wet and slimy from Ghost having just nursed when she comes in.

Ghost

I’m going to have to figure out how to wean some kids, so I can start milking in earnest.  I have the feeling I’m going to need it soon to help with some June triplets.

Harley

I also have a Cutie Pie who must remember me telling her she’d get to be a milking girl when she grew up.

Cutie Pie Goodberry

I must have forgot to mention the whole having a baby first part because she’s as insistent as Cinnamon that she needs to come into the milk room and eat some sweet feed.  I guess I’ll call it training.

I do hope you’ll come back tomorrow for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items listed at the top of my side bar.

Lack of Winter Woes

6 May

I’ve said before, it’s not good when we don’t have a real winter.  We end up with a “no kill” on the parasites situation.  I already poured everyone for lice.  Then I noticed one or two of the bucks had a bit of diarrhea (and I can’t get Sam cleared up), so I treated them for coccidia.  Then I did a fecal and treated Sam for round worms.

Then Mary had bottle jaw.  Then Minnie was really pale in the eyes. Then Wanda got diarrhea.  That’s when I decided to check several goats.  Worms are usually not a spring thing here at Eden Hills.  Usually, the goats are on the dry barnyard all winter.  The ground is frozen when I feed them hay, so it’s all good.  Spring comes and they go out on their forty acres and it’s all good.  Usually, I end up worming a handful of moms who get run down at the end of summer when the pasture is getting eaten down.

Dolly with Andy

I can’t even tell you the last time I did a mass worming.  My little June babies always get wormed, but my March kids usually are never wormed before they leave the farm.  It’s just not a problem with them.  I have to say, my goats are not used to being wormed, and this stuff must taste worse than death warmed over because they are not happy.  Red managed to knock me on my butt and rip my shirt.

Red

I was telling his mother, Harley that she should tell her boy to be better behaved, but then she tried  giving me a piercing where I know I do not want one.  Then Vixen smashed my finger.

Harley

I have wormed thirty-four goats today, and I don’t even want to think about how many I have left.  Hopefully, we’re done with the injuries, but probably not.  It’s the hard to catch ones that I have left to do.  The CoRid (for coccidia) goes in the water for five days (because I am not catching every goat to dose individually–I do not have a death wish), so I’ll start that tomorrow morning.

I checked with the vet, and I’m waiting to see how long I have to wait before I can use their milk again.  Since I don’t know, I will shut the kids in and milk tonight.  Hopefully, I’ll have enough to make three or four more batches of lotion.

I have to say, my girls’ health comes first.  Then safety for my products.  If I run out, we’ll have to be patient.