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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.

Socks

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.

Clover

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.

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