What a thrill and a relief. She only caused me a day of stress. Now we don’t have to spend the first half of May afraid to go too far anywhere not knowing when she might drop. I totally screwed up in remembering when we had dropped her off for breeding and when she was going to be due. We should have known when we did hooves on Saturday and saw her vulva protruding.
Annie is very advanced for her tender age. On her first day she had mastered not only nursing, but capering and peeing too. And running away, so I knew she’d be ready to mingle with the rest of the herd without getting hurt.
Beatrice loves sniffing her. “Ah I love the smell of kid in the morning.” Beatrice is her grandgoatmother. However I’m introducing everyone to her as “aunt”, e.g. “Aunt Beatrice,” “Aunt Zowie,” etc. because now we have four generations under the roof and I will get confused with who is whose grandmother.
Tytania 