Which isn't necessarily a good thing.
Lily's little buckling who had hypothermia, thanks to me, didn't make it. He hadn't moved much since bringing him in and slept the entire time. I was waiting for some sign, either of improvement or worse. Around 5 pm I went out to the barn to do my hourly goat check and when I came back in he had stopped breathing and passed. Even though we were able to warm him up and get some nourishment in him, it was obviously too little too late. In hindsight (of course) I should have brought him in last night knowing it was going to be so cold out. I knew he was smaller than his sister and not as fat, but I figured he would be fine with the sweater, under the heat lamp, in a pile with the other goat kids.
That last goat check I did before he passed took longer than my usual, "Nobody's dead, everyone's running around looking good" because I had just in the last hour put Penny in the just cleaned out kidding pen. And she was in labor. Not moaning or grunting labor, just laying down & getting up & laying back down so I knew it was close. I went inside to cram some cold asparagus and broccoli in my maw (which was what was left of supper after Rhiannon & Paul ate) and was about to grab a drink when I heard definite goat labor pains over the baby monitor. I put my still-warm coat back on, yanked on my muck boots and headed back out to the barn to see Penny laying on her side and a head and two feel sticking out her backside. I resisted the urge to immediately help and let her push a few more times before finally giving in and hooking my fingers over the feet and gently pulled when she pushed one last time.
I wiped most of the goo off and put the kid in front of Penny, who didn't seem the least bit interested. I got some of the goo on my finger & put it on Penny's nose and she still seemed kind'a dazed. When the kid finally let out a yell something must have clicked and she started licking it. I helped her dry the kid off since it was still cool outside and the kid was frantically searching for milk. But Penny still stayed on her side. I thought that maybe she had another kid in there but there wasn't. This kid was hungry and Penny didn't know what to do, or didn't care. So I got a scoop full of grain, put it in a bowl on the opposite side of the kidding pen and Penny immediately got up. At which point I brought the kid over to her and helped her find her first meal. Which wasn't easy, as anyone who has ever tried to "help" a baby goat find the teat, especially since Penny kept kicking and moving away. More interested in the bowl of grain than her newborn.
After the grain had been consumed, she calmed down a bit and eventually let her little doeling nurse (I even forgot to check if it was a male or female until just then). I went back in to clean myself off and tend to the supper leftovers and dishes and brought a goat sweater back out with me.
Penny & her doeling seem to be doing ok. I'm not overly impressed with Penny's mothering skills, but she is a first timer. I hope she does better as the days go on. Tonight I'll be tuned into the baby monitor and be making more frequent visits to the barn to make sure nobody is getting too cold and bring the mothers into the barn to provide some late night warm milk snacks for the kids. Last night was 7 degrees, tonight is going to be "warmer" but still only 19 degrees. I didn't want to have to bring kids in the house, but I'm not going to lose another one to the cold so I'll be checking on them throughout the night.
Sorry you lost the little guy but now you have a doe at least. We are moving the ewes into the birthing barn this weekend. Lambs should start dropping soon.ReplyDelete
Sorry about loosing the baby. This has to be the worst winter ever for having newborns. Do you have many left to go? (I hope not for your sake!)ReplyDelete
Sorry to hear that. I too worry about kidding in late winter and cold temps. Glad the doeling is doing well.ReplyDelete
Sorry to hear the little buck didn't make it but, again, please don't blame yourself. He may well not have made it even if you had brought him in that first night. We just never know . . .ReplyDelete
And who knew you'd be dealing with your unusually cold temps during all this kidding? Your temps have been a little unbelievable.
Good thing you can survive on little sleep. When's the last time you got a good, uninterrupted 8 hours?
This has been a challenging winter, C. Thank goodness you are as skilled as you are in veterinary things - it may have been much worse. I'm with Mama Pea in that the smaller kids have a harder time, no matter what it is. Penny's doeling sure is a cutie - I was worried that Sage would not be a good mother, but she snapped to when the time came.ReplyDelete
Cute doeling ♥ I hope Penny is a good mamma. So sorry about the little buckling :,(ReplyDelete
So you have New New and Mamma goat left to kid. I think you sold Mamma Goat but as a milker right? So you will keep her babies? I hope the next two births are easy peasy and uneventful for ya.
Hope you have a good day. We have thawed out finally so I'm off to clean up mass quantities of poo :/
Carolyn I'm so sorry about the little guy not making it, but thank you so much for blogging about it. I know you'll question whether or not you did the right thing and will probably do it differently next time, but there simply are no guarantees. Penny may turn out fine. Lily kidded for the first time last year and I remember so well her looking at me as if to say, "What are they?" "Where did they come from?" She was a reluctant nurser too but did well anyway. I'm curious as to how she'll do this, her second time.ReplyDelete