I was having my first bowl of cereal for the year (we finally had enough milk to bring some to the house!) when Greyden burst through the door. “Zaphire’s kidding!” he yelled before bolting back out. I ate the last bite and dropped my spoon, racing for my locker to grab my coveralls and boots.
Dad joined me and the two of us grabbed our gear as quickly as possible, racing to pull on the coveralls, shove our feet in the boots, and pull on our sweatshirts. “We really are like firemen, aren’t we?” I said laughingly as we ran towards the front door, remembering what Dad had said a few days ago. He’d been talking to Jade and he’d made some joke about us just needing a fireman’s pole to be like firemen.
I didn’t catch his answer, because I was racing down the driveway towards the barn. I ran through the milk processing room, then the milk room, grabbing a few towels as I passed the pile of them.
Colter and Greyden were in the stall with Zaphire, and they each had a kid. I hopped the fence and went for the one that looked wetter and started drying it off – it was cold, and the baby was shivering.
“I’ve got a girl!” Greyden said, and I checked to see what I had. “I’ve got a boy,” I said, continuing to rub him down. My mind was running through possible names for these babies – Zaphire’s full name is Queen Zaphire, so their names had to start with a Q. While I was still thinking, Greyden and I took the babies into the milk room, which is the only heated room in the barn.
“What time is it?” Colter asked me when he came into the milk room.
“It’s 8:45 – why?”
He groaned. “I said she was going to kid around nine, and I was going to come out here at 8:50 and check. I missed it by ten minutes.”
Greyden laughed. “Yup, you missed it. I caught it!”
We had a little meeting and decided to name them Quality and Quest, and then we went back to the milk room.
We dried them off.
We let them hang out in the milk room for a while to warm up.
We let Jason watch them.
Just kidding. Jason just wanted to be in there because it was warm. And he likes watching the newborns.
We fed them their bottles, took lots of pictures, and then turned them loose with the others.
Five pregnant goats done. Twelve more to go!
Kid count: 5 bucklings. 5 doelings.
2014 Goat Birth Stories
- Castro and Cedar
- Vanish and Venice
- Saturn and Secret
- Rampart and Reluctant
- Quality and Quest
- Idina and Iliana
- Elvis and Esther
- Factor and Ferocious
- Java and Jericho
- Tapioca and Tempest
- Yahoo and Yesterday
- Happy and Hera
- Zea and Zany