This is a video of our first batch of babies for this year.
Archive for the ‘goat’ Category
This October surprise snow storm dump 2 feet of wet clingy snow on the northeast and particularly on us. The
Night of the storm our goat shed collapsed and crushed/trapped one of our goats.
We found her weakly crying and slipping away. We pulled her out from under tons of shed and snow – was pushed down into muck. We rolled her onto a bed sheet and slid/pulled/lifted through 2 feet deep snow many yards and then into our dining room onto blankets. We covered her in blankets as well and fed her molasses water until she rehydrated enough to drink on her own. She began to eat grain and hay. She menaces passing cats who she doesnt like. She can not stand on her own – her back leg is not working, might be dislocated.
Dairy goat management includes psychology, trust me.
When baby goats are born you need to separate out the babies and bottle feed them until they are weaned and then you can return them to the herd.
The video above shows what happens when your kids are piggish, dont wanna stop nursing, and the momma goat refuses to push them away.
Meet Nibblet! One of our new LaMancha baby goats.
Our goats have begun to deliver their babies. We had 3 arrive yesterday alone. Sort of tiring! I have posted a Flickr slideshow below for your viewing pleasure.
To get rid of the tiny thumbnails along the bottom of that slideshow, just pass your cursor over the display.
If you can not see that, click here to go to that flickr set.
Enjoy a few shots in and around our humble homestead – silent raised beds, munching truculent goats and hesitant chickens as well as an aloof and rather disgusted llama.
Going out to feed the goats, chickens, and llama.
Snowy llama – her name is Misty but we are calling her Snowy right now.
Goats eating hay.
Maisy the goat, eating hay and saying hello to me.
The milking stanchion frozen over – so glad we are not milking right now.
I recently made an arrangement with a local grocery store (owned in MA but a BIG chain) to get some of their produce scraps for our chickens and goats.
The majority of their scraps go to pig farmers who drop off big oil barrels for the lettuce remnants that the pig food trader/merchant/dude picks them up later.
I love that we can take something considered waste and give it to our animals.
They LOVE these fresh greens!
I love it all because it fits in with the permacultural ethic by using a resource effectively and in a humane holistic way – Free inputs.
(Some of the contents of this post might be disturbing to the more gentle or delicate reader. I do not mean to offend you, please accept my apologies. I dont mind if you stop reading and visit other of my posts that are much less gory!)
Make no mistake, if you get goats, you will get your hands dirty, less sleep, more manure, lots of broken fences, some broken hearts, and some experience pretending like you actually know something about goat health and veterinarian practices.
I have been quite blocked on all of my blogs (technology, weather, misalignment of stars and muses, who knows) but I am hoping that I can start to dig out here.
In my last post you saw how I was having early blight. All 60 tomato plants are now history. I pulled them a week ago but it has been raining steadily and at times torrentially so I have not been able to burn the plants and stakes yet. The dead wilting vines are taunting me.
Took this video out in our goat shed in our backyard the other day.
So for the past week, we had been watching Rye VERY closely but she seemed to be taking her own sweet time.
Last night my husband had to go to a school board meeting and I was feeding the kids. When he got home he checked on the goats and found that Rye had given birth to two little guys, with no help at all!
She did a fantastic job!
One – who looks just like his dad Flax – is named Flax, Jr. and the other goatlet is called Frederick (I have no real idea why). They are both just too darn cute.