for people who love the littlest dairy goats
Bad day, Bad day, Bad day....
We only go out of town two weeks a year. One at Christmas and one in the summer. I am planning now for that trip by trying to find a sitter who can milk the goats etc. So I had a homeschooling mother and daughter over this morning to help with the morning chores. I was up at 5:30 and swept the porch which is now my milking parlor. I'd say it took about an hour and a half to finish with the does, and as we were walking back to the buck pen I noticed a white lump... as I got closer I noticed the position he was in and sure enough he was dead. I was so embarrassed that someone came over to see the farm and how everything works and they met a dead Pecial, and a confused Boudreaux.
I just wormed him Friday. David did the chores last night because I had to close at work. He said Pecial was being his normal docile self...ate his grain and chewed his cud. So he died sometime between 7 and 7, and I want to say that I didn't miss him by much because he was still somewhat warm and flexible. I took him to the vet and they said it would be about 5-7 days before they got the results back from the lab. I hope they talk to me and not David, because if he finds out the tests were expensive ( they haven't told us how much yet) he will be really upset.
Pecial was an older buck but not THAT old.... but he was really nice looking and I was looking forward to breeding him with Isabel to give her some width. I was excited about getting good traits and blue eyes, but I guess I will have to wait on the blue eyes some more.
My mentor, whom Pecial came from said, that she would give me another buck to replace Pecial. One I have had my eye on for a while, and has some good width, so would make a good mate for Isabel still. I am on my way to get him tomorrow. Boudreaux should be happy again tomorrow evening when I get back...for now he's screaming his head off. I can hear him in here...
If Oviedo doesn't grow out more in about a month I think I will keep him as a weather in case something like this ever happens again I'll have an insta-buddy.
I guess I picked a heck of a year to start with goats....seems like everyone has it rough.