Well, Willow is gone and Olive has mastitis. My schedule doesn’t really work for twice a day milking over the long term. I have to strip her out as often as I can until the mastitis is cleared up. After that I don’t know if I will try milking once a day until she dries up or just dry her off and let her rest for a year.
Bobby Jo will be having a calf in the near future. I might just wait for her to have fresh milk again.
Tuesday morning I found her laying on her side under the shelter. We got some “Boost” in her and Lisa bought more of that and some calf milk replacer and started alternating that every few hours. We moved her to the porch so we could keep an eye on her. Late last night she had scours so I treated her for that too.
Olive surprised us with a little heifer last Wednesday (8/14/19).
We lost our old man Jack Wednesday. Jack was more dog than goat. His mother died 15 years ago and we rescued him. He was bottle raised in the kitchen of the trailer we lived in while we were building our current home. He was our buddy. Lisa took him everywhere when he was young. He rode in the front seat of the truck and got quite a reception at the fast food drive through windows. “Is THAT A GOAT?” lol He liked frenchfries.
Relaxing on the couch.
Sharing a bottle with another rescue, Sybil the cat.
Playing on the couch with Sybil.
Yes, that is a pacifier.
Bittsy, Jack, Lizzy,Timmy and Anny in front. We lost Lizzy last week. She got sick and we couldn’t get her to bounce back.
Buffy, on the right is the last of our original 5 goats. She is still getting around pretty good but age has her slowing down more and more. I’m dreading the day I have to talk about loosing her but I know it’s coming.
RIP Jack
