I think I’ve taken more pictures of these newborn goats than I did of my own newborn children. To my defense, most of the pictures have my kids in them too. Ever try to take a picture of squirmy goat kids with squirmy human kids? You just take 80 or so shots of the same thing and hope that one or two of them aren’t blurry. Pepper is a great mom. On more than one occasion I’ve watched her stick…
We have goat kids! Thursday night found Steve and I playing midwives to a goat. And thank goodness, the best word to describe the experience was ‘textbook.’ The whole process was exactly what we’d read a best case scenario would look like. Even better: I wasn’t on my own! This kidding happened in the evening after Steve was home from work. I’d been imagining for weeks that she’d go into labor on a freezing afternoon when Steve wasn’t due home until late…
Well, our watch for goat kids has had to start slightly earlier than we were planning. Pepper is due March 30th, eight days from today. I wasn’t planning on setting up any kind of monitor until perhaps the 24th, but she has been showing distinct signs of being ready to go, which necessitates the monitor to ensure that we’re there to assist. What kind of signs, you ask? Well, her udder is really developing, and her kids have dropped. She’s…
After two days of bad weather, Gabe was asked by his (substitute) gymnastics coach if he was ready to be back in school after the snow days. Gabe just looked at him blankly. After a moment, the coach then asked which school he attended, to which Gabe replied confidently “Oh, we don’t go to school.” ::Facepalm:: That’s where I had to insert myself in the conversation to explain that we homeschool. I was surprised at how enthusiastic his coach, who is a public…
We had to put Marianne down on Monday. She sustained an injury on Thursday, so we brought her into the house to keep her warm and help her heal. By Monday it was clear that she was only suffering and not healing and that it was time to say goodbye. It’s tough, as she was easily our nicest rabbit. Agatha’s wool is slightly better, but Marianne was also much friendlier and a superb mother. It’s been a tough reminder that…