With a lot of rain and mud, and humidity in between, chores on the farm have been a bit more difficult recently.
These two tykes add to the fun in an entirely different way.
Annie’s girls (the doeling on the left, and back left) are busy escapees. When I hear their voices, which sound like a cross between a yodel and a b-a-a-a (yes, it’s hilarious), I know they are going to be on an escape mission.
Look at their very interested look as I walked out of the feed room door, above photo. Notice the lifted ear, the inquisitive face.
I continued out of the gate and knew to have my phone in my hand as I returned.
Sure enough.
As I rounded the back of the truck one doeling had squeezed through the top rungs of the gate. What you can barely see is the red sister squeezing through and following right behind. They are slick!
The girls are normally safe, but I have found them a time or two in the middle of the field, away from the barn and the attached lots. Which doesn’t thrill me because they are unguarded in that area. They are determined, much like their mother.
I have also been bottle feeding a kitten. Momma barn cat had kittens about three weeks ago. She normally brings them to me and leaves them for short periods of time as I milk the goats. She did the same this time. But, she came down very ill, quickly, and passed on. At the same time I lost one kitten. The remaining three kittens went to the house for closer observation. I figured raw goat milk was about as good as it got. I had tiny bottles on hand. We battled eye infections, and then pneumonia set in. I lost two more kittens. The last kitten is still on the bottle, and still in the house, and is gaining strength, along with fiestiness. Today she lapped from a bowl. She thinks she is constantly hungry so I gave the saucer a whirl. She went right to town on the warm milk. It was good to see.
Animals, they are a lot of work, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
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Your blog is very interesting! I am getting started in soap making and hope to get a few goats soon enough. Yours are beautiful!
I wish you all the luck with your soap and goat endeavors. Thank you!
Hi Mary – I love to hear about the hi-jinks of your goatkids! They are so cute and clever. Maybe you should keep “Houdini” as a name in the back of your mind for next year!
Vickie, there are always the escape artists!
LOL, I remember those escapees too but the main escape artists were when we raised Nigerians though but we had a Nubian mixed doe pull the pin and let 2 Nigerian does escape. Yes, animals are a lot of work but I love them anyways!
~*~Amy~*~
Funny, Amy. I remember one that figured a latch out. And then we had one that could reach and turn on the barn lights. That situation had to be resolved quickly.
LOL Mary! The same goat learned how to push the button on our intercom when we were still doing kidding season here and we thought one of our does was in labor so we rushed down and caught Sara pressing the intercom button so we had to move it up higher.
~*~Amy~*~
A friend of mine had a dog named Brandi. Who they renamed Brandini, because of her escape antics. She was too smart for her own good.
I love animals. They are simple and not complicated like humans can be at times.
Glad to hear atleast on of the kitties is hanging in there.
She is begining to be a pistol at 4 weeks old. Teeth and paws are working well. She still wants the bottle though, refuses canned food, even when it is mixed with the goat milk.
I like what you said, that animals are not complicated like humans can be at times. So true.
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