My Dang Human

My dang human won't let me have computer time to post.



It's not like we've been boring around here, spending all our time out in pasture.  I have too many events to tell you about.



The big one is my darling doe Pebbles passed peacefully with the help of my favorite vet, Dr. Schmitz. He came because the CAE was making her life miserable and painful.  She couldn't even join us out in pasture.



As much as we all miss her, I'm so glad my girl is not hurting anymore.



Then the human tells me she's too busy with her blog and soap and keeping kids healthy.

I think it's a lot of excuses.  I'm going to have to butt her if she doesn't give me more computer time.

Sad in All the Happy

We have been very blessed with a lot of beautiful kids.  I'll have to finish introducing them tomorrow.  Today, I have to tell you that we've also had a bit of sadness.

Pam's kids:  Tucker in back and Tansy in front

Pam had her beautiful kids, but she didn't get rid of the placenta.  You really don't want to keep that because it makes you sick.

The human gave her antibiotics and tried to help her, but Pam passed from this world and joined her maa, Cutie.  We will all miss her.

All Goats Go To Heaven

It's true you know.  All goats go to Heaven.  It has to happen sooner or later one way or another.  We just sent our wonderful goatie sister, Cutie, to the ultimate forever farm.  We got lab results back, and the reason Cutie had such achy joints was CAE.

Cutie

If you've never heard the story of how we came to live with the human at Eden Hills, she got us when we were very, very young and sick-coccidiosis, frost bite, and infections.  Now she knows the last of the health problems we came with.  CAE.

Me

I will be nine-years-old in a couple of weeks.  I'm happy.  I love my life and my herd and my human.

Myson

I do have days though when my lungs rattle, and I get a bit tired.  Now the human can quit that hovering and asking if I'm okay and what's wrong with me.  Now she knows.

I do plan on enjoying every day that I have left here, and if the winter isn't too bad, I might even make it to my tenth birthday!

Now, don't give me sympathy because you'll start my goofy human to crying again.

Cutie Pie Saanen

One of my goat sisters that came to the farm with me as a baby.

RIP Cutie

(2/1/2004 - 1/2/2013)

More Babies

We've had three more girls have babies. It's kind of bittersweet.

Sadie had twins, a boy and a girl. Unfortunately, her little boy, Silas, got bad genes from Jack. He died, but she's very happy to still have her very little girl, Sarah.

Sarah

Sarah

Sugar has a big girl, Ella. She's awfully cute and sweet, and she's my great-grandkid!

Ella

Ella

Helen had her baby, too. She had one big boy, and he had the same bad genes as Silas. Helen is very sad.

The human is going to try and train her to be a milking nanny (Why would anyone need training to stand there and eat?). I hope she likes it.