She slept outside on the porch last night in a dog crate and I've been feeding her out there (like every three stinking hours) and took her out in the front yard this morning for some goat play time. But then I wanted to come inside to do a few chores. And so did she. So that's how I ended up with a goat in the kitchen. Not for long, but still. I had a goat. In the kitchen. Paul is going to have my head when he sees this post.
Doesn't everybody's kid shuck corn in the kitchen with a goat?
Anyhow, I'd like to ask my fellow goat keepers how they deal with their bottle babies or premature or otherwise requiring extra attention baby goat kids. I see so many pictures of newborn baby goats brought in the house during cold snaps, or bottle kids in play pens in the living room. And it doesn't seem to phase anybody out.
It was never my plan to have a bottle baby, let alone have a goat in the house for any period of time. Yet it seems as there are many that do open their homes to the little buggers. Why do you do it? For strictly emergency situations? For better bonding opportunities? Because you prefer caprine to canine or feline? And, what do you do about the poop/pee? Inquiring minds want to know. I know that there are chicken diapers, but are there goat diapers?
Anyhow, get ready for a bunch of goat-posts.