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Wow, what a day!
We got up early so I could go to town with Hubby and he dropped me and Computer Nerd at my mom's house. We had a nice visit. I had my foster dog with me so I could keep applying ice to her wound. I'm rehabing her from a surgery to repair a dermoid sinus, she was just spayed and she has a lick granuloma on her leg that has to stay wrapped so that she will stop licking it. All I had to do was watch her really.
We tried to pick up hay on the way home, racing there, but the dang place closed early today (actually they closed on time, but we got there late and usually they are there late but no such luck today). So we will have to go back down for hay tomorrow. So we head home and as we are pulling in the driveway, Trouble is shouting for us to come to the back yard, there are baby goats!
Trouble had gotten home about an hour earlier and checked on them, but did not see anything but said he had a feeling Ginger was going to kid and he tried to call us (we were en route home out of cell phone range). So we go out with a flashlight and find two perfect little babes in the hay, came out all on their own for Ginger with her siblings as midwives.
I cannot believe I have been home every single solitary day forever it seems and the one day I'm gone, 9 days before she is due and 6 days before Molly is due, that she kids!
Then we had the sequence of events that you can read in the last couple pages, with my awesome forum friends guiding us when I got stumped. I could have sworn there was another kid in there. She looked huge still, there was tons of action goin' on in there and she kept having contractions, getting up, scratching the ground and not letting the kids nurse. I figured she was needing to have another and took the kids in the house for a minute to check there sex in the better light. As I come down the stairs, TWACK! I slip in the mud at the bottom and SLAM my elbow onto the stair so that I don't land on the kid I'm carrying.
Then I get down to the pen again and Donald the wether tries to HEAD BUTT the little buckling, so away he goes into the other stall. I could not catch him and started yelling for Hubby. We'll have to put him somewhere tomorrow I guess.....maybe Donald will have to be in my dog yard for awhile, dunno.
In any event about this point Ginger is kicking the kids, not letting them nurse. I step into the stall and CRUNCH, the floor gives and a hole appears in the floor! We will have to repair it tomorrow, but there was some weak boards not healthy enough to support my weight! How embarassing. I had not walked around in there before and the building is recycled. In any event, we did a temporary repair later. But any event, About this time I'm having to reach up INSIDE my poor goatie as she bleats and yells and I make sure there are no more babies up there! And her uterus is empty!
I have no idea why she had so many contractions and acted so much like she was still in labor, I think it was just the placenta she was trying to pass? But she had no bleeding and got so tired after that, she actually fell asleep leaning into my lap. She let me milk her, the kids nursed well finally and then I milked a little colostrum. I still need more but I got a little and froze it. One side is real hard to milk. The kids seemed to be able to get more out than I did. Her extra teats do not function and do not give milk. She let me milk the big ones only, and did not like me seeing if the extra ones gave milk. They did not enlarge very much. I did see the kids trying to suckle on one though.
Quite the experience. Trouble is looking on, holding the baby goats in his coat. We have figured out by this point that the one is a doeling so we are treating her like royalty.
But they both look more like MOLLY, our favorite goat and not their mother, their aunt. But they seem to have the nubian ears and Sebastians nigy blue eyes. We are so excited.
But for awhile there tonight it was awful! Right about the point when the hole appeared in the floor and I thought we were going to need a nonexistant vet I was ready to cry. But then Hubby brought down the heat lamp, the stall warmed up, Ginger relaxed and everyone is all cozy now.
I will say, I'm a lot less intimidated about Molly's labor now. I feel broken in now!
Well I'm taking one last peek at them now before I go to bed...nighty night!
We got up early so I could go to town with Hubby and he dropped me and Computer Nerd at my mom's house. We had a nice visit. I had my foster dog with me so I could keep applying ice to her wound. I'm rehabing her from a surgery to repair a dermoid sinus, she was just spayed and she has a lick granuloma on her leg that has to stay wrapped so that she will stop licking it. All I had to do was watch her really.
We tried to pick up hay on the way home, racing there, but the dang place closed early today (actually they closed on time, but we got there late and usually they are there late but no such luck today). So we will have to go back down for hay tomorrow. So we head home and as we are pulling in the driveway, Trouble is shouting for us to come to the back yard, there are baby goats!
Trouble had gotten home about an hour earlier and checked on them, but did not see anything but said he had a feeling Ginger was going to kid and he tried to call us (we were en route home out of cell phone range). So we go out with a flashlight and find two perfect little babes in the hay, came out all on their own for Ginger with her siblings as midwives.
I cannot believe I have been home every single solitary day forever it seems and the one day I'm gone, 9 days before she is due and 6 days before Molly is due, that she kids!
Then we had the sequence of events that you can read in the last couple pages, with my awesome forum friends guiding us when I got stumped. I could have sworn there was another kid in there. She looked huge still, there was tons of action goin' on in there and she kept having contractions, getting up, scratching the ground and not letting the kids nurse. I figured she was needing to have another and took the kids in the house for a minute to check there sex in the better light. As I come down the stairs, TWACK! I slip in the mud at the bottom and SLAM my elbow onto the stair so that I don't land on the kid I'm carrying.
Then I get down to the pen again and Donald the wether tries to HEAD BUTT the little buckling, so away he goes into the other stall. I could not catch him and started yelling for Hubby. We'll have to put him somewhere tomorrow I guess.....maybe Donald will have to be in my dog yard for awhile, dunno.
In any event about this point Ginger is kicking the kids, not letting them nurse. I step into the stall and CRUNCH, the floor gives and a hole appears in the floor! We will have to repair it tomorrow, but there was some weak boards not healthy enough to support my weight! How embarassing. I had not walked around in there before and the building is recycled. In any event, we did a temporary repair later. But any event, About this time I'm having to reach up INSIDE my poor goatie as she bleats and yells and I make sure there are no more babies up there! And her uterus is empty!
I have no idea why she had so many contractions and acted so much like she was still in labor, I think it was just the placenta she was trying to pass? But she had no bleeding and got so tired after that, she actually fell asleep leaning into my lap. She let me milk her, the kids nursed well finally and then I milked a little colostrum. I still need more but I got a little and froze it. One side is real hard to milk. The kids seemed to be able to get more out than I did. Her extra teats do not function and do not give milk. She let me milk the big ones only, and did not like me seeing if the extra ones gave milk. They did not enlarge very much. I did see the kids trying to suckle on one though.
Quite the experience. Trouble is looking on, holding the baby goats in his coat. We have figured out by this point that the one is a doeling so we are treating her like royalty.
But they both look more like MOLLY, our favorite goat and not their mother, their aunt. But they seem to have the nubian ears and Sebastians nigy blue eyes. We are so excited.
But for awhile there tonight it was awful! Right about the point when the hole appeared in the floor and I thought we were going to need a nonexistant vet I was ready to cry. But then Hubby brought down the heat lamp, the stall warmed up, Ginger relaxed and everyone is all cozy now.
I will say, I'm a lot less intimidated about Molly's labor now. I feel broken in now!
Well I'm taking one last peek at them now before I go to bed...nighty night!
That's the way it goes! Whew though, you've been through it last night. Get some sleep, take care of yourself, and then have some fun watching those kiddos bounce around!!!
I'm sitting here screaming with excitement for you! Whoot! Babies! ...OK I gotta go read the whole post now 
