This was one of three goats born to Snowball on March 3, and this one I had to clean up and bring in the house to try to save. Well, the next morn the momma would not take her, so I am now her mother. Then 2 days later I discovered that her sister could not raise her head, so she could not suck from the mother.She was starving to death, so in the house she comes, which really wasn’t a bad thing.
When you raise one and then try to take them out to the herd, they are usually not accepted, so by raising the 2 sister together hopefully they will have each other.
Their names are Missy and Prissy, but Roy call the brown one Bugger Red and the little one Tick. Tick is crippled but get around great and she is getting stronger each day. Bugger Red recovered within just a few days, but I will keep them together until they return to the pasture.
They spend the day out in a large pen and their nights are spent in the kitchen in a playpen. Soon I will have to let them stay all night in the pen, but I just have a hard time doing that. They still take 4-5 bottles a day.
They have no mother to copy trying to get grass.
They love each other, but the brown one wants to mingle with the other babies, but little Tick can’t keep up. I let them in the pasture with the other goats only when I am there to watch someone doesn’t hurt them.
Soon after their birth momma had four and I was sure one couldn’t live, but thought the other three were fine, but several days later 2 of them died. The two living ones are ring-tail tooters. I will have take their pictures and show you.
Well, hope I haven’t bored you to tears…but this is a big part of my life and I love these little babies.
Have a great Friday and will see you on Pink Saturday.