On Monday, I was greeted by the most pleasant suprise in the barn. A tiny newborn goat was waiting. I couldn't have missed the birth by a 1/2 hour. After taking care of the vetrinary stuff, everything looked great. Both mama and baby are doing great. A little confusion occured on sexing the kid, but it's definitely a little boy. I believe that this is her first, being that she only had one. Most goats, after the first, have two, but can have three or four. I have named him Oscar. The lack of nursing concerned me, but I was able to corner Matilda, and point Oscar in the right direction. They both got the hang of it relatively quickly. It's been fun to watch him mature over the past few days. He's got his feet under him, and has no fear of people. He loves to be scratched, and gum your pants and shoelaces. Our farm is producing! Not exactly what Jim had in mind, but fun none the less.
