We did, however, welcome new life into the world. Ginger (contrary to the comment I posted on Irish Sally's blog describing the arrival of their new baby goats) delivered a beautiful baby doe, on pasture, without help, almost a week early. That is the way it's supposed to work. We named her Nutmeg and will call her Meg.
Meg's first visit to the house
The other babies are thriving. They are becoming a bit of a handful to manage. The pen in the barn that easily holds all the adult goats is no challenge for the young ones. I think new housing is in order.
The other babies are thriving. They are becoming a bit of a handful to manage. The pen in the barn that easily holds all the adult goats is no challenge for the young ones. I think new housing is in order.
Trying to wrangle them for dinner
I predicted that Ginger would kid this weekend. Tomorrow I have to go on a school trip with the children. Saturday is the opening of the Farmers Market. Sunday is our sons First Communion. I'm amazed and pleased that she came through today.
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Alan, that photo so full of action and youth - is precious! You don't need to reply to this. I just had to tell you; but, of course you already knew it is adorable. I'm trying to figure out how to print it and put it on the refrigerator.
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