More Kids

Missy had triplets yesterday–two females and one male.  The male was born first and is the largest of the kids.  He looks fine, but he isn’t going to make it.  I don’t know why it happens that a seemingly healthy kid just never gets his strength.  He made it through the night last night, but there is no doubt that he is not going to live.  Leaving me with a very unpleasant task.

But the little does seem fine.  One is still a little wobbly in the hind legs, but she’s been eating and I think she’s going to be OK.

The last three times Missy has kidded she has had triplets.  And each time one didn’t survive.  So in that sense this is normal.  But I still don’t like it.

We’ve had 9 kids born this month, and 3 didn’t live.  That’s not as bad as last winter, so far, but still unacceptable.  With another group set to kid in February, I’m hoping the worst is behind us.

I’ve explained on the blog before why we name our female goats.  They have tag numbers too, but we like giving them personal names.  As the herd increases it may become more difficult to keep up with them, but for now White Flint goats will continue to have real names as well as their more impersonal ear tag number.

I gave these two kids names from Beatles songs–Sadie and Michelle. 

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