Let's not do that again, shall we?

Just a little update to say I'm still here. Had to sneak one in before the end of the year which is quickly approaching!

We woke up Saturday, the 19th, to over a foot of snow. We knew a storm was coming in over night, but it didn't start snowing until late--after 11 pm. What we didn't expect was the power to go out--for a week!!

We spent seven days at my parents' house because they had heat from a wood-stove, if not power. They also have a gas hot water heater, and my dad hooked an inverter to his car so we could have power to run a few things like the fridge and lamps in the evening. And as the week wore on, (and on...)the dvd player to distract the kids.

The power came back on Friday, the day before my in-laws were flying in for a visit! The house was a state because we'd been up every day to feed and take care of the animals, plus check the pipes. We didn't have any broken pipes but I hate to see our water bill from leaving all the taps dripping for a week. As Paul says, it's cheaper than broken pipes and water damage. We were a bit worried because we'd just put our two pigs in the freezers plus about twenty chickens, and it's the first year we've raised our own meat. We ran the inverter from our cars a couple times and since they were both in unheated buildings, all the meat stayed rock solid. Thanks goodness!

She's a Keeper!

Betty Bob suprised me with a middle of the night delivery. The goat pen is right outside our bedroom window, and I woke up to hear grunting. I sat up while I was trying to wake up and process what was happening. I realized it must be Betty Bob in labor since it was the same sounds Bambi made and different than I've ever heard them make before. So I pulled on clothes, grabbed towels and gloves and a flashlight and headed out. She was in labor and pushing some, but the baby didn't seem to be coming quite out. I waited a while and she would push and you could see hooves and nose--so the presentation was normal--but the baby didn't seem to be coming along. Finally I applied a little pressure to the head as she pushed and the baby slid right out.

Since Bambi had twin boys, I kept telling Ivy she'd better have some serious talks with Betty Bob before she kidded. It must have worked because Ivy got what she ordered! She wanted a little elf-eared, blue-eyed doeling and that's what Betty Bob delivered. Momma and baby are both doing well. Unfortunately, Ivy is over at a friend's house and missed the delivery and doesn't actually know she got her order yet. I doubted they would appreciate a 5 am call...

Kidding time!

We have kids!

Bambi kidded this afternoon with two adorable bucklings. The birth was simple and unassisted, although we were there with her. She pushed those two little boys out within a couple minutes of each other, and they were nursing very shortly after. She’s a great mother so far and has taken right to them. They are little and sweet and soft and shall I go on? They are both colored very similarly to Bambi. One has more white on him and blue eyes like his dad, Cowboy.

Ivy was a little disappointed that there wasn’t a doeling for her to raise, but she is counting on Betty Bob to have one for her. I know there is going to be one unhappy little girl if Betty Bob only has a boy. I really think Betty Bob will just have one when I compare her size to Bambi’s size before kidding. Bambi looked so large when I saw those tiny babies come out, I thought there was a good possibility there could be at least another, but she stopped at two. I’m thinking that Betty Bob is about a week behind Bambi, but with the range in delivery dates, it could be two weeks or so before she kids. Her udder is full and tight, but other signs seem to be lacking still. Of course that can all change very quickly as we witnessed today.

When I went out to check the kids around 8:30 this evening, they were actually playing a little with each other. It was such a cute thing to see. They were on very wobbly feet within an hour of birth. And they knew about looking for milk, they just didn’t always know where to look. They spent a good amount of time nudging around Bambi’s chest and one managed to get a little suck on her ear. She talks to them if she feels like they get too far away from her, but it didn’t bother her for me to take them. She was willing to leave them in the stall with me while she went to get something to eat. They, on the other hand, scream quite loudly if removed from her presence. There is already a bond there. So far, they are unnamed, but hopefully we'll figure some names out soon.

Cute and Cuter!

Just wanted to share a couple quick pictures of our latest additions. These little guys hatched this week on Wednesday. They are so tiny they fit right on your palm with lots of room to spare. And you have to put marbles in the chick water dish so they can't hop in and drown! I had a momma hen go broody on me, so I ordered some guinea eggs from eBay. Sixteen eggs arrived, but only two developed to keets. Lots of things can happen to shipped eggs that can lower hatch rates, but I'm glad we got something out of them. I would have been really disappointed to wait a month and get nothing. It takes 28 days for guinea eggs to hatch versus 21 days for chicken eggs. Guineas are supposed to be great at keeping down ticks and other bugs. They are loud, but our neighbors had some that would come into our yard and they just sort of grew on me until I needed some of my own. I like their chatter.

Our little chicks have gotten quite big. The past two mornings I have heard funny sounds coming from their little coop and realized it was one of the roosters trying to crow. It's so funny to hear when they first start doing it. It sounds nothing like cock-a-doodle-doo! I can't really think how to describe it--like something being squeezed, I'd say. The two lighter colored ones in the picture are two of the ones that we hatched from the incubator. Actually, the reddish one could be also, but I have a hard time telling them from the banties we bought that are Easter Eggers also.

I'd love to be posting more, but things have been really busy here lately and our internet has been very unreliable. It works fine sometimes and other times it takes ages for anything to load if we can connect at all. Annoying to say the least, but hopefully we'll sort something out with it soon so I can get back to more regular updates.

We're waiting anxiously on goat kids, too. Bambi's due date is the 20th of this month. Which basically means she really could go any time now. Her udder is filling in nicely, and she's pretty wide. Can't wait to see what she has. Betty Bob isn't as big as Bambi, so I'm wondering if she may just have one and Bambi might have twins. I've been able to feel babies moving in both their bellies. Ivy is going to bottle-raise a doe if either of the girls have a doe. She said she'd like a kid out of Betty Bob if it had little elf ears, but since Bambi is due to kid first, I think she'll take a doe of hers if there is one just in case Betty Bob doesn't have a doe. Betty Bob's udder is developing also, but not as much as Bambi's. I think Betty Bob is probably about a week behind Bambi for kidding, but not quite sure on the dates since I didn't actually witness her being bred. Maybe my next update will have kid pictures!

Playtime at the Park

Over the weekend, we took a little drive to a goat show. Although the camera was tucked in my pocket the whole time, I completely forgot to take it out and get any goat pictures. So I didn't get any shots of the goats with amazing udders! I think I was so busy ogling the size of their udders that I just got distracted, actually. I knew Bella wasn't milking anything to brag about at around 3 cups a day, but I didn't fully appreciate how lacking she was until I saw these girls with udders so full I'm not sure how they walked without dislocating their hips! So now I know what a real dairy goat looks like. Can't wait for Betty Bob and Bambi to kid this month so I can see how they measure up. This being their first freshening, they won't be at full production potential yet, but I am definitely expecting better things out of them than I'm getting from Bella currently.

I did remember to pull the camera out a little later when we stopped at Cedar Creek State park for lunch and play.

Finn didn't want to leave the goat show and cried when we put him back into the car. But after we picked up lunch and told him we were going to a park, he perked back up. He chattered excitedly almost nonstop until we got to the park, which we took as a sign that he was looking forward to it.

Getting Holly to look at the camera proved to be almost impossible, and when she finally looked at me, Ivy was looking somewhere else.

Holly and Finn both had fun sliding with Paul, but neither really got the concept of taking turns.

The swings were another favorite. Finn had to make several visits to them.

We had a tiny visitor join us for lunch. After trying to get a decent shot of him, he hopped onto my arm and seemed content to climb around on my sleeve.

Waiting...

We've got eggs in the incubator now. They've actually been in about a week and a half. Which means we have about another week and a half to see how many chicks we get. I'm cautiously optimistic about our results. I put a dozen eggs in for a starter batch, and I only put green eggs in because I think they are prettiest! We started with 10 chicks last summer. So I think a dozen will do fine if we get a good hatch rate. We'll use roosters for the freezer and keep hens for eggs or sale. Paul is going to build a smaller chicken run for these so the big chickens won't pick on them and we can raise them up separately. He's also got to get some kind of brooder setup built this week. The last batch I raised in the laundry room in a couple big cardboard boxes scooted together, but it was summer and really warm. They were a couple days old when we got them, and we got away without keeping a light over them. This time with them being just hatched and the weather cooler, I think we need to get a light in there for them. We've still got one more rooster than we need around here, but we just haven't taken the time to send him to freezer camp.

And I keep trying to figure out if our goats are getting rounder, but unfortunately, they are quite round to start with! As long as breedings took for the goats, we are looking at some time close to the end of June for kids. I'm considering whether we will keep Bella once the others kid out. I'm not getting huge amounts of milk from her, but she's been good about letting me milk her. I usually get between 2.5-3 cups per morning. Since the baby is on her during the day time, I don't milk at night. And she really doesn't seem to be warming up to me any. She only comes willingly at feeding time. We also don't know any history on her. Even though she is a dairy breed and supposed to be registered, some goats are bred more for show lines and not milk lines. We don't know anything about her background and breeding. If you buy goats from a breeder who does dairy goats for milk, they should have records of milk production and be breeding their line to improve production. Betty Bob and Bambi were both from a breeder who has plans to try to get her dairy approved to sell milk. She also shows her goats and keeps careful records of how much milk they produce. So I'm hoping that Betty Bob and Bambi will be good milk producers, and if they are, I am leaning towards selling Bella. I'm going to keep milking her until then, though. Without the baby on her, I figure she should produce about a quart or a little more a day. That's not enough for our family, but might work well for other people's situation, and somebody might appreciate being able to buy a goat in milk already. Nothing is set, obviously, but those are some things I'm mulling over.

Enter Milkmaid

Tomorrow I'm going to milk Bella and hopefully get some actual milk to show for it instead of the two teaspoons I dump in the cats' bowl on the way back into the house. Although I have been milking Bella, I have been getting almost nothing from her. This is apparently because Heckle is taking all the milk for himself. So one way of dealing with this is shutting the baby away from the mama at night so you can milk the mama first thing in the morning and then let the baby go with her during the day. That was my plan from the start, but when we lost Jeckle, I felt bad shutting Heckle by himself. I thought about leaving Heckle out with Betty Bob and Bambi and shutting Bella up for the night, but Betty Bob is sort of bossy and I didn't want her to butt him without his mama around to protect him. So I thought of shutting Bambi up with Heckle because she seems to like him. They will play together in the yard some, and Bambi has fallen to the bottom of the pecking order among the adult goats. But I felt bad splitting up Betty Bob and Bambi because they are very close. They sleep cuddled up together at night, and although Betty Bob is the boss, she doesn't try to keep Bambi in place like she does Bella. I think this is because Bambi knows her place and doesn't present a threat to Betty Bob. So in the end, I just put Heckle into the pen by himself when I fed them this evening. The crying from the goat barn almost broke me when we got home from eating dinner out. Bella and Heckle were both in the barn making a ruckus. She was standing right by the door to the pen maaing for him, and he was inside crying his head off. The goats are right outside our window, and I don't hear anything now. So I'm hoping they've all settled down to bed. I feel so guilty...

Arghh...apparently he felt my guilt vibes because he's crying again. Obviously I have never let my kids cry it out because I can hardly manage to let a goat do it! I'm not going out there...Be strong.

The New Kids on the Block

Look what followed me home!

I think I may have mentioned that we were looking for a milk goat. So we found one this week, but she had her two little babies still with her. So we had to bring all three home. (Aww, shucks…I have to put up with all this cuteness.) The babies are both little bucks, so we won’t be keeping them for too long. (Anybody looking for a Nubian buck?) But they are so adorable right now! I wasn’t prepared for how little they would be. They are only a couple days old, compared to our girls who were two months old when we got them. They fit perfectly right in your arms for little sweet goaty cuddles.

Paul is going to build a milk stand this afternoon for me, and we have to modify the goat barn a little to make a pen to keep the kids in so that they will leave the milk alone for the night, and we can milk her out first thing in the morning, then let the babies go with her for the day. So tomorrow I may be taking my first shot at milking a goat! That should be interesting as I have never milked anything before. But I’ve read all the books and more than one author says that is how they started with just written instructions. My inner dairy maid is telling me I can do this!

And here’s Mama, of course. She’s really the reason we bought them, but it’s hard to resist the baby cuteness. She’s three years old and this is her second time having kids. She’s a purebed Nubian. (As is Bambi. Betty Bob is a La Mancha.) The babies look just like their mama. It’s actually really hard to tell them apart, but we’ve found a couple slight differences. We’re working on her name. We thought another “B” name to go with Betty Bob and Bambi. Beulah, Bess, Bella, I dunno--we’re working on it. We haven’t made it to baby names yet, either. I thought maybe something like Heckle and Jeckle or Tom and Jerry.


She’s a bit nervous around us, but lets us pet her while she is eating. We’re working on winning her over with little bribes like animal crackers. Ivy thoughtfully picked out all the goat shaped ones because she didn’t think it was appropriate for the goats to be eating them. Although she hasn’t been hand milked before, she will stand still and let you handle her teats while she is eating which is more than our spoiled girls will do. Betty Bob, especially, will just dance all over the place if you try to handle her while she is eating. Here’s what happens when goats get used to you:
That’s my well-behaved girlies trying to eat my delicious pants. It’s also much harder to get pictures of them when they rush you when you step into their yard. I did have several opportunities for extreme close-ups of Betty Bob when I tried to kneel down and take pictures of the babies and she thought I wanted her to eat the camera!

Of course, we are hoping for kids from Bambi and Betty Bob in the summer, but now we won’t have to wait for milk. We go through ridiculous amounts of milk here, and it will be nice if we can avoid having to go to the store nearly every day for milk. We can easily use almost a gallon of milk a day here, and Holly isn’t even drinking it yet! Goat milk is supposed to be easier to digest than cow milk, plus we know that it won’t have any extras in it like hormones or antibiotics. We’re also hoping to be able to make some of our own cheese and yogurt. And we have plans to make goat milk soap which is wonderful for the skin. Right now we’ve been buying soap from Hidden Haven on Etsy, and it’s wonderful. Her prices are terrific, and she is very reasonable with shipping charges also. If you decide to check it out, I highly recommend the Chocolate Mint soap. I have to warn you, though, it’s so yummy smelling you will want to eat it!

So, if you’ll excuse me now, I’m off to check on my babies!

We have a visitor!

Meet Cowboy who has come over to play with our girls! We are borrowing him from some kind folks who live nearby. The plan is to have babies here early this summer because we are going to be milking our goats. It's been rather funny watching the goatie introductions. Male goats aren't the most suave creatures. His form of greeting involves curling his lip and blowing raspberries at the girls. He also likes to lick them in places that we won't mention. They spend their time dashing away from him and looking at me as if to say, What have you done to us? Now let me say, everything you hear about goats and smell is thanks to boy goaties! Whew...he has an aroma--to put it nicely! Our girls don't smell at all. That's one reason if you only have a couple goats, you don't bother getting a boy goat. They smell and you have to pen them up far away from the ladies or the smell can taint the milk when you are milking them. So Cowboy is "visiting" our girls for the next several weeks to give them plenty of time to make acquaintances.

So far, the girls have been less than impressed. If someone goes in the pen, they spend their time trying to position themselves with said person between them and Cowboy. I could hardly get pictures of them because they wanted to glue themselves to me. He, on the other hand, has been loving it. He chases them around and makes the funniest sounds-barking, growling, raspberries, you name it--all the typical sounds that would attract any reasonable female to a potential mate! I think maybe some flowers or chocolates might have gone a ways towards improving introductions...

Maybe the girls will forgive me... Look at their faces.

On the other hand, who could resist this? Notice the tongue hanging out?

"Wait! Where are you going? What do you mean he's staying?"