She did, too, in a number of ways.
Firstly, Pippi has never had a single, never ever. Always pretty good sized twins, usually a buck and a doe (I wish I had a photo of her, pre-baby delivery. She always looks like she has a suitcase on either side, and we uncharitably call her Wide Load. Then she has her babies, and all is normal again). Secondly, she always has had her babies during daylight, or at the very latest, early evening, right around dinner time.
Not this year! Now we were pretty sure that Pippi was going to be popping her progeny yesterday, all the signs were good and she usually pops them out on her due date or one day later. As the day wore on, however, I just figured that it might go another day. But that’s not the kind of thing you don’t watch, so every few hours one of us went up and checked in on her. I was exhausted, and after we tube-fed little Peanut a little before 10, we went out for another check. Pippi was obviously in labor, talking to her butt, but the longer we stuck around, the less Pippi looked like she was going to cooperate (she is a very private doe and will cross her legs and wait until the humans are elsewhere). By 10:10, we went in and I threw myself on the sofa. Sam couldn’t wake me up at 11, which we had decided to target as the next check, but his text did, and it said Baby.
So he got her and the baby into the jug, got her settled, and we took care of getting the weight (9.25 lbs. Giant baby), giving the Bo-Se shot, dipping the navel, and helping to dry him off as he is one big piece of real estate. Beautiful boy. But her vaginal situation did not say to me, placenta, it said, there is more baby to come, and we waited to see if there would be another water bag. Then I realized that she wouldn’t do anything while we were there, so back we went to the house after getting her a little molasses water, about midnight.
I guess I must have dozed off again, because about 1 we went out and realized that she had passed the placenta, hence no more babies! I don’t blame her, she certainly has a beautiful and very large baby, but it was a little bit of a surprise from a champion twinner!
At less than 24 hours old, he looks like he could just go and join the other babies and fit right in. He is quite tall, and has a beautiful long body. I must say that I am surprised the Lamancha genetics trumped the Guernsey genetics where the ears are concerned!
Anyhow, mother and baby are well, although Pippi gets incredibly pissed every time one of the other mothers looks into the pen. But this is life, and when you are the Queen, I guess it is part of the job!
We are still trying to get Peanut on the bottle. She had one shining moment today and got sucking her tongue, so I shoved the bottle in and she drank an ounce all on her own. She looked very surprised, and then went to sleep. One day at a time. She has already become my little cuddle buddy.