I meant to post pictures this morning, but didn't get to it. Tangie kidded twins yesterday morning, a boy and a girl. This is her first son, and first set of twins. I named them Hansel and Gretel.
About an hour ago, hubby went out with his flashlight to investigate a noise he heard, then came up on the back deck, tapped on the back door until I opened it, and said, "Grab your boots, a headlight, and a towel!" I knew Maggie was close, as I noticed a discharge at feeding time ... I just didn't realize she was in early labor. She kidded a daughter, but hadn't dried the baby off when I got out there. Maggie is a bit young to be a mom at eleven months, but apparently Brownie (yes, her sire) got her right before the hurricane, while we were busy obtaining a generator and making preps.
So, Maggie's daughter is dried off, has nursed, and has a clue as to who her mom actually is (as opposed to trying to butt my boobs and suckle on my fingers). As for Maggie, she had her wires crossed a bit, and was a little slow to realize this little crying tyke is her baby, but I think she's squared away now. Oh, the name Tyche came to me while I was trying to bottle the little tot. A quick look-up confirms that is indeed a female name ... the goddess of luck and fortune, daughter of Aphrodite.
Because Dad usually asks how many goats I have now whenever I talk to him: Tyche is number thirteen, Hansel and Gretel numbers eleven and twelve. I think I have about a week before Chocolate kids again.
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