One is not enough

I picked up both of Oxi's kids and brought them to the barn.  She did not follow like most does would so I had to go back out to the pasture and bring her in.

During my absence, Ginger decided both of the new kids must be hers as well.  After all, she has had triplets before.  Trying to convince Ginger that the babies were Oxi's and not hers was an interesting experience.  Ginger is a very protective mother.  Either that or giving birth made her a bit psycho.  She growled, tried to butt me, then tried to bite me when I attempted to take the kids back to give them to the correct Mom.  Oxi was still indifferent about it all.  The current solution is that Ginger now has twins and Oxi has a single kid.  Since Ginger is larger than Oxi, it seems logical that would work.  However, Ginger is very old in goat years and I am concerned how she will do caring for twins again.  She only had a single last time and she was very skinny by the time it was weaned.

Now there are 5

Oxi had her twins this afternoon too.  They are tiny compared to Ginger's baby.  Amazingly all 5 kids may be girls.  At least 4 of them are doelings and the other one I haven't been able to pick up yet as Momma is still cleaning it off an bonding with it.

Oxi chose the carport where we put hay for the goats in the winter as her maternity ward.  It is fine for now, away from all the other goats so she can care for her little ones without being molested by the others but they will need to be brought back to the barnyard to spend the night either in the big barn or in the pole barn because the coyote is back again.

Thor chased the coyote away yesterday morning and the neighbors said the nasty predator was in their yard this morning driving their dogs nuts.  I'm sure he is having fowl for at least one meal a day.  I'm missing one goose and the chicken population keeps dwindling.

One more Momma to go.

Ginger finally had her kid.  Only one, but she is a big baby, being almost as big as the others who are two weeks old today.  It doesn't look like the latest arrival will have the prime Cashmere we are looking for but she is still doggone cute.  Mom and baby seem to be doing fine in spite of the 102 degree temperature outside.

Now I'm waiting on only Oxidize to delivery her kids.  I'm hoping it will be this evening or early tomorrow and without complications even though it is her first time.

Watch this blog for pictures of the new arrivals..

Truce?

Wilma and I have declared a truce...as least I hope so.  I gave her independence back to her for the holiday and released her from her pen in the big chicken house.  She stayed there for a day and roosted on the highest roost last night.  Today she finally wandered over to the other chicken house.  As insurance, and to assure her adherence to the truce, I placed buckets in her two preferred nests.  If she still has that urge to become a momma she will need to find another space to do so.

The Tom's were happy to see her again and immediately started fighting for the number one pecking position, quite literally.  I allowed Thor to break them up a few times and then decided to just let them work it out.  I was pretty sure they wouldn't kill each other.  Hopefully that was a correct assessment.