From two babies to eight. Here is how it happened.
Wednesday was a busy day for our family. We all had appointments and thus were gone from late morning until mid-afternoon. We knew we had four goats with expected due dates this week so we checked on them before we left home.
We have been leaving a walkie talkie out in the barn with its mate back at the house. When we got home we asked Nicholas to go check on the goats. He called back that Jesi had two babies on the ground.
Jesi had them both well taken care of by the time we got there. That makes four.
Michael stayed out at the barn Wednesday night. I was too exhausted from physical therapy to keep him company. He felt as though Mouse was in the early stages of labor so he wanted to be there if anything went wrong. At 12:15 a.m. he decided to go to bed.
Thursday morning I woke up and headed out to the barn. I radioed back that Mouse had three babies on the ground. I knew she had three in there. She was HUGE! That makes seven.
She probably gave birth about an hour before I arrived.
Mid-morning on that same day, Michael headed off to a dentist appointment and I headed to the barn to check on the goats. I radioed back that Oreo had just given birth and had just started to clean her single doeling. And that makes eight.
Last year 70% of the babies were boys. So far this year 63% are girls. We can only add two more to our milking rotation per Oregon laws. It might be a tough decision.
Mommas and babies are all doing well.
Four pregnant goats down, three to go.
Enjoy your day,