Guess who came early? I don’t usually pull all the way to the back of our driveway but I had a bucket of grounds from the coffee shop to add to the compost pile before the cab of my truck took on the distinctive moldy coffee smell. It wasn’t long after I noticed that the goats were in their igloo, odd for that time of day, that a tiny third head popped into view, then out again.
I yelled for Shyanne excitedly and we ran over to see the new baby who had just been born. Placenta and mucous still present. Shyanne swayed between cooing and ewwing while adoring the new addition who was not much bigger than a Chihuahua pup. Nigerian Dwarf kids are incredibly tiny and impossibly cute!
Mama did good and is taking care of the infant. We now wait for Loretta. We are tired as one of us goes out every few hours through the night to make sure the new kid is okay. She tends to wander from the igloo and get lost and is so small I fear a predator will swoop her up. Just worrisome Mommy instincts, for there have been no issues. Today she turns two days old.
This is one of the greatest joys of farming.