Another death
What a crazy ride this week has been. We just buried Cici, the mama goat who gave birth last night, a champion milker and the unchallenged queen of the west pasture. She was doing fine when I checked on her last night about 10:30pm. She had expelled the afterbirth, was eating and drinking heartily, and was beginning to nurse her little ones. When Amy checked on her this morning at 3:45am she was lethargic and unwilling to move from her bed in the straw. It went downhill from there. She seemed unusually large, so we thought perhaps there was another kid inside. But there were never any signs of labor after the second kid was born. Furthermore, late this afternoon a friend came over and examined her thoroughly, finding nothing. One hour later she was gone.


I’m sorry to hear that. Poor Amy – even a trooper of a farm girl must find this distressing. Especially after her triumph yesterday.
peace,
She’s taking it really well, although she’s really tired. The babies need to be bottle-fed every two hours. Time for her brothers to give her some relief!