On a previous post, we were trying to sell our little buckling Florian. We needed to sell him because we had enough bucks here at Gullringstorp. We had a potential buyer, but on the day of the planned sale, a rainy Sunday, she didn’t show up. My husband saw an email saying that they weren’t sure we wanted to sell Florian and that they bought another buckling.
I didn’t have a very good feeling about this buyer from the start. Goats are herd animals and need to be at the very least, two. They were only buying Florian and did not speak of buying a second. When we asked if she had another goat, the answer was no. When let her know that he needed another goat companion, she said she would consider it.
When that Sunday arrived, I felt very strange and felt like there was not going to be a sale that day. It was raining out and my gut feeling was that it would not happen. I was right. Our potential buyer bought a goat, one goat. I really hope that she takes our advice and purchases another goat for a companion. I hope she is happy with her little buck and he has a buddy or will get a buddy.
Florian will remain with his mother Iris, sister Blossom and us here at Gullringstorp. He will not be a working buck because we already have all we need. He will remain as a wether. This is a castrated buck. Because he would be mounted often in the buck’s enclosure because of his size and new gender, he will remain on the girl’s side with the ladies and Huckleberry, our other little wether.
Today was his castration. I was not too worried yesterday, but this morning, all the possibilities that could go wrong, came flooding into my head. My fears were unwarranted because we have such a wonderful and competent veterinarian to care for him.
Florian was placed back into the carrier and we made the 30 minute drive back to Gullringstorp. Florian was pretty much still out of it during that drive home but realized right away as we drove down the driveway to the stable that he was home. He could hear Iris calling for him and Blossom also. We placed a fresh layer of clean straw on top of the bedding in his box. I had originally wanted to take the first layer of bedding away and add the new straw and I’m glad I mentioned it to our vet. He explained why that was a bad idea. The bacteria built up in the bedding from al the urine and coffee bean sized poopies, was better left undisturbed until we were ready to empty the whole box. He recommended to place a clean layer on top, so we did just that.
I brought Iris and Blossom into the stable while Leif took care of letting Florian out of the transport carrier. Iris was so happy to see her baby buckling and the same for him.
Florian will be quite uncomfortable for the rest of today, because it actually hurts when he is lying down. He will move from spot to spot until he is better. We had the same with Huckleberry. He couldn’t really get comfortable lying down and seemed to feel better standing.
Huckleberry was feeling just fine within 2 days so I hope the same for Florian. I was sent home with 5 syringes filed with penicillin to protect from tetanus that is common with such procedures. He will receive an injection once a day for the next 5 days.
Wish us luck please and hope that Florian makes a full recovery.
Our babies are growing bigger everyday and are just too cute for words. they are still allocated to the baby play yards, but will soon be ready to go into the large enclosure with all the other goats. In the meantime, its our job to make their play yard experience as fun as possible. Because our mothers are unable to browse or graze, I need to forage for them and bring them all back buckets of yummy greens. They get their greens either outside of their boxes or in, all depending where they are when I decide to go foraging.
We have had a major change and I am so very happy with the success of it. I have moved Rose out from her box and into Nanna’s. This way Pumpkin and her two long-legged baby girls can enjoy the entire box. The fence is down! What’s even better is that this is the only goat that Nanna has accepted into her little private suite. Nanna always gives the impression that she is happy alone in her box but I also have gotten the feeling from time to time that she needed company. We have tried several different combinations and in the end Nanna was never happy with any of my choices. Nanna and Rose are doing so well together and it’s been a week now. I am so happy! Pumpkin and her daughters Violet and Willow are really enjoying the extra room in their box.
Our babies have even been introduced to each other, under supervision. I have no issues with the babies, but the mothers are not ready to be nice to the other babies or mothers yet. It will come. Anyway, the babies were happy to see and meet other babies.
I am so pleased with the development of out wee ones. They are growing and inquisitive just as they should be. All are happy and energetic.
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I have several ladies who are due to deliver during the first week of April, by my calculations. Nature always has the upper hand in the situation, but I like to think I can pin point the tim frame of deliveries. What I do is watch and keep a very close eye on my ladies. I know them all intimately; how they sound, how they eat, how they drink, how they interact with others and even how they go down to rest. I look for any subtle changes to let me know that she may be getting close to labor.
The feelings came over me yesterday with our little Pygmy doe Iris. I knew she would be the first of my 4 does or maybe 5. She is quite wide and he baby bump is very pronounced. I watched her and how she was out in the enclosure. She was licking at her teats, and looking at her rear end. I said to myself, hummm, looks like she will be any day now. We checked her often out in the enclosure and during the night even when she and the others were back in the stable. She was resting easy. I had placed a large amount of fresh clean straw in one corner for her just in case. Nothing happened during the night and she was quite eager to hop up on that Milk Stand for her grain this morning. I massaged her as she ate and kissed he baby bump and had a bit of a chat with her babies. I love my goats and am always so excited when they are due to deliver. it’s a special time in our stable.
Iris is out in the enclosure on this beautiful Spring day. I sat with them for some time, as always, but kept a particularly close eye on iris to see subtle changes in he behaviour. There were some changes:
- a bit of a discharge
- I could see she was a bit uncomfortable when she went down to rest
- Unable to decide where to lay down
- Other goats came to sniff her
- Her pals who share her large box came to stay by her side
With all these developments, my husband decided that today was the day to clean out her box and place all clean straw down for he delivery. We have been lucky and been able to change boxes for all our pregnant does. We have just come into Spring and our boxes have not been cleaned out for 6 months. Let me explain: we clean up poopies in every box everyday, but we do allow the hay and straw to build up during the winter months. This is very important in providing our goats with a really warm bed to sleep the night in. All the urine and poopies that fall through the straw will ferment and help keep them warm. Spring time is a busy time here at Gullringstorp with box cleaning.
Iris’s box is done and when she comes in she will have a clean house to deliver in, today or tomorrow.
While I am out with the goats, Leif has started on Iris’ box. There is much to remove, but he has the procedure down. It is a big job and I always ask if I may help him. The answer is always a flat NO and he means NO. I have asthma and not only this, but when I got my first goats several years ago, I was having trouble breathing and felt quite winded as I would walk back to the house. I eventually went in to have a check up and I wasn’t just winded, I was having real trouble but didn’t realize it. I was sent in for allergy testing. I felt like a kid! I was tested for so many things and I was so afraid that I would be told that I had an allergy to my beloved goats. Well time for celebration !!! I had allergies, but NOT to my goats. Boy was I relieved ! I did get some difficult news. I have allergies to both hay and straw! Lord, what kind of farmer could I be. Well I soon learned from my doctor at the Lung Clinic that I was required to wear masks when I am in the stable and handling hay or straw. No problem!! Nothing stops this country gal!
I wear 3M filter masks when I am dealing with hay and straw both indoors and outdoors. I have done so for nearly 5 years now and no more problems. When we have visitors to Gullringstorp to visit our goats, I don’t wear my mask because I am not handling straw or hay, just talking. My masks get quite expensive because they only come in boxes of 10, and they are not included in the national prescription plan. It is a bit of a problem, but a necessity. So now you can understand why my husband says NO to the cleaning up of boxes. I can however, lay down the calcium on the box floor and fresh straw, with my filter mask on.
I can’t help clear the box, but I can prepare a nice lunch for my husband for when he is finished.
It will be my pleasure to keep you updated on Iris and our other does who are in the Maternity Ward at Gullringstorp!
So don’t forget to check back for updates!