The Naming of Kids

We had a lot of kids all at once, and I kind of got behind in naming kids, and I’m not sure I’ve formally introduced any of the June babies, so here are your introductions in order of birth.

We started things off with Chiffon’s twins. They are Masey and Mooch.  Yes, The Mooch got his name from trying to steal from anyone he can.

Masey (right after she got the clip on her eye

“The Mooch”

Next was Cutie and her single buck, Bumble.  He’s big and white, and, you know, bumbles bounce (according to Yukon Cornelius from Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer).

Bumble

Penelope’s boy is named Gonzo. He is such a little goofball.

Gonzo

Astra’s kids are named PITA Poche.  PITA would be an acronym for Pain in the A@@.  Yes, he is.  And Poche is French for pocket, so together they make Pita Pocket.

PITA and Poche

You might recall the Flora had her baby while I was talking to the Morton Building representative, so she is named Morton.

Morton

Daisy’s girl is Zora.

Zora

Then I kind of got behind naming, so in a phone conversation while my mother was watching AGT, there was some quick naming.  Margarita’s has a boy and a girl. They shall be named Howie and Terry.

Howie

Terry

LilyAnn’s two little girls are little and cute.  They shall be named Minerva and Mini.

Minerva and Mini

Then we have Ava’s triplets. I deferred once again to AGT.  They are Heidi, Sophia, and Simon.

Simon, Sophia, and Heidi with Ava

That was followed by Joy’s difficult birth of her boy, Champ.

Champ

Finally, Sidney’s boy and girl are Frosty and Crystal.

Frosty

Crytsal and Sidney

There you have it.  All eighteen of the June kids.

More Babies!

Well, we’ve had our next set of June babies.  I had been checking Daisy and Margarita all night, and they both went out to pasture about 11:15 Sunday morning.  No big deal. I’d check them later.

Daisy a couple of days earlier

When I went out to check them, the first girls I saw were Perdita and Purl.

Purl and Perdita (notice Daisy below)

Of course, Daisy did it in typical Daisy fashion.  I could see she was very close to the big event and on the far side of the ditch in an awkward place.

I called the whole herd to come up to the barnyard.  Luckily, in a repeat of her 2020 kidding, she came with the herd and I caught her while she was trying to get some corn.

Maisie leading the herd.

I shut her in the greenhouse that had just had chickens removed (sorry, I’m out of order again), but it was really dirty.  I hated to put her in there, but I could not drag her all the way to the garage.  I went in the house to catch my breath and cool off a bit and went back to see if she’d had her baby.  Instead, I had flashbacks to her first year kidding (2018). She was standing on the workbench with the baby’s bag out.  I caught her by the horns and, dang, it was a horrible wrestling match, but I finally got her to jump down.  I was not about to let her go back up there and have to do that again.  I’d already sorta splashed all through the fresh bucket of water I’d put out for her, so I just tied her and pulled the baby out.  Now, I really didn’t want the baby on the dirty floor, so I caught her on me–yuck and slimy yuck.

And my shoe had just dried out from walking through wet grass.

I put her on a towel and then went for the fresh bedding.

Daisy and baby on the fresh bedding.

Other than a typical Daisy style, it was all good, and she truly has a beautiful girl.

Then, after I went in and de-slimed and got a drink, I remembered I hadn’t found Margarita before all the drama with Daisy.  So I went around the barnyard looking for her.  I couldn’t find her anywhere.  So I went out to pasture and brought her and her twins back up.

Margarita with her twins

She has a boy and a girl.

Way easier than Daisy.  When I went out a couple of hours later to see how everyone was doing, I noticed LilyAnn on the front hill by herself.

LilyAnn

So I went to bring her and her babies back up to the barnyard as well.

There really are two babies with her.

She has two TINY girls.  They are doing well though.

That was enough for one day. The next morning, we were right back at it.  This time it was Ava, and I knew she was huge. I knew she was going to have triplets.  And she made me pull them.  It was like something was just blocking the way.  I did get the first two out, but the third one would not move forward, even with strong contractions.  I could find a foot and a face.  I finally pulled on the foot to bring the baby forward and find the second foot, but I lost the head.  I called the vet.  I don’t do head back pulls.  Once he got here and found the head again (seriously–I could. not. find. it.), it was an easy pull.

Ava with girl, girl, and headback boy

Ava has two girls and a boy.  That’s a lot of baby to come out of one goat.  And she is not supposed to have kids with wattles, but she has one girl with wattles and one girl with one wattle.

Girl 1 with two wattles

Girl 2 with 1 wattle.

Boy with no wattles

Weird.  But I don’t care as long as everyone is healthy.

Walking With Bob

Sunday morning when I went out to pasture with the goats, I was pleasantly surprised that Bob came along.  We used to walk together in pasture all the time, but it’s been a while.

Bob Cat

Some bunny was lucky that Bob had already had breakfast.

Sorry for the blur; I wasn’t expecting a rabbit.

Because he does like rabbit for breakfast.

This morning, Bob was happy to just walk with and talk.  He doesn’t even swear when we’re walking in pasture.

He really is at his sweetest when we’re out here. But he is not so happy to get attention from the goats.

LilyAnn checking him out.

He’s been buttted by way too many kids.