I went out to the barn to feed the momma's this afternoon and this is what I found. Two little boys (bah, we need some girls), still wet and minutes old. I even helped Pansy expel the afterbirth since she was just letting it hang there. I know, gross, but hey, I'm a farmer now. When I saw the black one, I thought, "Who's yo' daddy?" Billy's got him some powerful genes.
And I'm so happy that I was keeping Pansy in the barn with Hyacinth. It's raining and yucky outside today and if Pansy hadn't already been in, Tom and I would have been out in the rain bringing goats in. Yay for planning ahead!
And I'm so happy that I was keeping Pansy in the barn with Hyacinth. It's raining and yucky outside today and if Pansy hadn't already been in, Tom and I would have been out in the rain bringing goats in. Yay for planning ahead!
Another tan one like last year. Pansy is an attentive mother. Much more so than Hyacinth. She was nuzzling, licking, and muttering to them contstantly.
And she stands very still while they nurse instead of kicking them in the head in her haste to get away from them. In this pic, you can see that the umbilical cord is still very fresh.
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