
Hope: "Let's see if we can put 30000 miles on my human this week."
Human: "Good job Hope!"
As I have been unable to find a security camera within our budget that will work through a metal building, and this ornery goat wants to go down the line, symptom by symptom, of impending goat labor, I think we have reached her goal this week. Still two weeks out from her due date, right before I take a two day trip to Louisville to visit the grandson's, her ligament's not only feel soft, they all but disappear right before I leave. Poor Randy is put on mid-wife notice with only a brief anxiety ridden education at best.
Anxiously get back home to find the same scenario with the ligament's, with a little discharge thrown in that day. Next day as I sit in the pen with her, she paw's at the ground half a dozen times. Line by line by line. More discharge today and doesn't eat her grain as vigorously as usual. Udder is looking a little fuller today as well. To save 2 miles just now I looked out the window and I see her grazing with her buddies. Breath Debbie breath ;-)
Knowing this character goat the way I do.....she will purposely wait until I do the last check of the night, two weeks from now, to really get down to business. I think she's just toying with the rookie goat owner ;-)



Winter is upon us here in Illinois. The goatie gang doesn't seem too impressed with the snow we got over Christmas. Gizmo won't even step hoove in it. He peeks out the door and thats about it. Susie will come out IF she thinks there is something in it for her, and Hope will stand farm guard on occassion on one of the wooden spools. They are all getting fat and furry. Cutting back on grain this week. Have the heated water bucket going and they are consuming that well enough. New addition to the farm is in the form of a runny babbitt. I'm going to let him grow up a bit more before I put him in the stew pot.
