Mike read the most tell-tale sign of when a goat is due to kid is when the tendons on either side of the tail disappear. Scarlet was huge and looking so uncomfortable so we were checking her tendons daily. Really simple check just put your thumb on one side of her spine at just above the start of her tail and your first finger on the other side, there they are. In the last few days I could feel the tendons feeling thinner and more string-like until Sunday; they were gone. Mike checked. I checked. They were gone.

We moved her into the barn and blocked the boys out, then started checking on her every few hours. She should have kids within 24 hours. Mike and I took turns running out to the barn there was nothing going on at the last check before we went to bed. It was decided we should check on her during the night as well. I don’t know if I would call it luck, but my migraine medicine wore off in the middle of the night so I was up without an alarm to alert the kids.

It was a slow, dark walk to the barn. Everything was still. There was no wind, the frogs were silent. It was nice. Scarlet was a bit annoyed when I woke her with the creaking of the barn door. She had nothing going on. Which was just fine with me at that point.

The next morning Mike did the chores and came in to report she still had nothing going on. That was okay but making us a little nervous. According to our reading she should be having her kids at any time now and we were both going to be at work for the day. The cows I don’t worry as much about they do their thing without help. It’s not their first time in the pen and they know to get their babies up and eating. This is Scarlet’s first and we wanted to make sure it went well for everybody. At the same time there is nothing to do but wait and pray.

Mike left as usual. I got the kids ready and we were soon to go as well. I stopped by the barn on our way out just for one last check. It was really odd, the barnyard was quiet. All the animals were looking at the barn. I should have taken a picture because it was really weird. I opened the barn door and all I heard was a tiny goat voice otherwise silence.

Scarlet had one baby on the ground and slightly cleaned up and had a second sack hanging from her. I knew what that was. The cows have the same thing- pre baby comes a sack of clear liquid, then baby. I sent out a poorly typed text to my boss and daycare that Scarlet was having babies and I would be late.

It was my turn to make a call from the barn. I called Mike and told him what was going on, then practically hung up on him to take a video. I was just in time. Once the second one was out I got the little boy out of the car and he came in to see the new goats.

Somewhere in there I had managed to run to the house and get a couple old towels. I dried off the oldest one as best I could. A boy. That’s when Mike arrived. He got the little Miss out of the car while I cleaned off the second one. A girl.We were all excited.

I put down some fresh straw and Mike moved a heat lamp. It has been pretty cool and rainy. The little boy started to get worried he was going to miss lunch at daycare and wanted to get going (it was about 9:30). He climbed back into the car to impatiently wait.

Both kids were dry and walking with wobbly knees. Once we saw them both start to eat we closed up the barn and left them to settle in.

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The Cows are Out

“Hey, so, ah, the cows somehow got the red gate off the hinge and everybody is in the corral. G.W. is trying to breed Lucy already.” That’s right, another one of Mike’s famous calls from the barn.

All afternoon the rain has been off and on; the “on” in the form of heavy, soaking down pours and some hail at one point. We had planned to put some dehorning paste on Margo tonight. Her horns are just barely little bumps, but big enough that we can tell she will have horns. It’s best we take care of them now before they attach to her skull and she gets any stronger. She’s got a lot of might in that little frame.

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Margo’s Check Up

Margo and I


Margo and I got a little closer this weekend. Sunday morning before church Mike was out doing chores and noticed…

If you’re eating it may be best to stop while you read this post.

… I’ll give you a minute to finish…

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First Calf of the Season-Margo

Lucy and Margo

What a crazy morning! Lucy had her calf, a little heifer I named Margo. The barn cat that we hadn’t seen since we brought him home two weeks ago finally decided to come out of hiding and let the whole family pet him. I’ve got two ducks sitting on eggs and a dozen in the incubator. Then the mailman calls and our chicks arrived already! I wasn’t expecting those until at least tonight if not tomorrow.

Here’s how it went:

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Damn Thing Gone Wild!

(sigh) Two weeks. Two weeks of not tying or walking the cow. That was all it took for Sweet Caroline to no longer allow me to walk up to her in the pasture and put the halter on her. In fact this morning I couldn’t even put the lead rope around her neck like I used to do when she was unsettled to keep her standing nicely so I could then halter her.

So disappointing.

The first week was my own fault. I didn’t get out there to work with her like I should have. The flu came to our house and I just didn’t make time to walk the cow too. The second week I am going to blame on G.W. the bull. We had a little go-‘round one morning when I went out there. It wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been but it left me with a sore back for a few days. After that we moved to a temporary three pen system.

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