Goat Playing Piano

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On Sunday morning, as we cried for Loretta, a baby was being born.  One of Jill’s does gave birth to twins.  Olaf and Elsa are half Alpine, half Saanen, pure white with tiny waddles under their chin.  We brought home Elsa yesterday.

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She is not quite solid on her feet yet.  She looks like Bambi on ice trying to maneuver the floors.  She slides into the splits then promptly gets back up to play.  Ichabod the cat has adopted her and they played peek a boo with the shopping bag.  Elsa played Maryjane’s piano, watched American Idol, and drank a few bottles.  She may very well be already spoiled.

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When she grows up, she will give us roughly two gallons of milk a day.  That’s a lot of Swiss cheese!

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Goats are pack animals, they need a community.  Since Buttercup, Katrina’s baby, is already sold, Katrina would be all alone.  Pity, no one to bully.  Good thing Elsa will be a large goat!  She takes a bottle every four hours right now so is living in the house for a few days.  She will gradually start sleeping with the alpacas, peeking at the goats through the fence, then will move over to the goat yard when she is a little sturdier.  Buttercup will go to her new home and I will have Elsa and Katrina.

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Welcome, Elsa, to Pumpkin Hollow Farm!

New Arrival on Pumpkin Hollow Farm

newbornpapa and goatnew goatGuess 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.