Posts Tagged ‘Pinta’
I do believe that Spring has sprung. We have had a couple of nice rain showers, and the trees have put their leaves on. We’ve got a bit of grass starting as well, so I hope we get more rain before it dries up!
Little Mango finally beat her pinkeye, and has been spending her days outside with the dairy goats. She and Star get along very well, and enjoy playing together. Mango is a busy little helper, and even helped JW and I plant our vegetable garden by prancing down each row leaving tiny hoofprints. She trots along behind me when I go out to check the little ones in the main herd as well. And, as a testament to Leah’s good milk, she is every bit as big as both of her brothers. She’s a real beauty, with the dark Nubian lines running along her head over her eyes, and she also has spots on her ears and the back of her head. She’s got nice long dairy legs and a fine-ish head. If all of Jack’s daughters look like this, I’ll be on cloud nine! Good thing it’s a girl or I’d have a hard time getting rid of her. This one I get to keep! (more…)
Pinta has a textbook delivery of her set of twins on a spring day. She talks to her new kids throughout the process, even when she is in hard labor. Some of the other goats in the herd are outside the shed calling to her as well. (more…)
Pinta delivered a set of twin boys this afternoon. In vivid contrast to her solid white twins from last year, these boys are wildly spotted! As before, Pinta proved to be an excellent mother as she hummed and talked during delivery. She certainly prefers to deliver under cover, and made great use of our recently built goat shed! (more…)
Sunday morning started out well enough, with sunshine, blue skies, and a nice Spring breeze. As we were working in the yard, I noticed that one of the goats was off by herself. Pinta certainly looked as though she was going into labor as she paced back and forth under the mesquite tree in the middle of the field.
Not wanting to disturb her, I walked out to the pasture and kept a distance while I watched through binoculars. I am sure that anybody who saw me sitting out there wondered, “What is that crazy woman doing?” Not that it makes any difference to me! (more…)