TRIPLETS – Trixie Belle had TRIPLETS!!!!!
We have three sheds, but for whatever reason, Trixie decided that right out in the open, right in the middle of the sheep/goat area would be just fine.
He came out back end first.
Medium sized buckling
Sunday afternoon I checked on Trixie and thought maybe we would be looking at Sunday evening.
So I got some towels ready and checked her again. I changed my mind and figured within an hour.
So I gave Heather a walkie-talkie and put her on Trixie watch while I got the cameras, etc. ready.
I was still assembling things when Heather called me and said that Trixie was ‘sqwooshing.’ Not certain what that meant I grabbed some raisins and headed out the door.
We were on.
Here comes his nose!
There were 8-10 minutes in between the first and second babies.
Nice large buckling.
I didn’t even have the second one dried off when the third one just slid out.
Sassyfras is a small doeling, only about half the size of the second buckling.
Drying off Sassyfras
So far, Trixie seems to think the babies are pretty cute, but doesn’t really do much with them.
Chookie was the second to stand.
So I am working with Trixie and trying to teach her to stand so the babies can nurse.
The babies also have to learn where to nurse.
It’s amazing to me the differences between the sheep and the goats. The lambs have figured out where the food source is within 30 minutes, usually less. And by the next day, they can practically keep up with the ewe.
Oreo finally stood up.
But the little goats are now three days old, and still figuring out the food source. Trixie won’t stand for them to nose around and find the food source.
Lady Goose took the rest of the geese by on a tour.
Lady Goose likes to lead the parade, where ever they happen to be touring at the moment.
Because Trixie opted for the middle of the goat/sheep yard, rather than a shed, we also had to deal with the chickens running in and trying to grab anything like looked like a slimy worm. UGH!
I am not happy, can you tell? I’m hauling off Pokey for about the 17th time. Pokey is exactly why I don’t want bottle babies. He is not actually a goat. He is part weasel, part kangaroo and part monkey. He just looks like a goat. An extremely NEEDY goat. Needy to the point of being obnoxious and not recognizing when he isn’t wanted.
We finally got Trixie and the babies into a shed.
She is pretty contented here.