We are still waiting for our last two does to kid (Dorcas and Edna). They both look more than ready, but nothing appears to be happening. I feel like time is running backwards, somehow.
But on the brighter side, our little Peanut is doing very well. She has gained some weight (a little over a pound), and she is very active, tappy-tapping around the house (and ticking off the chihuahua into the bargain). She got up on the bottom stair yesterday, but luckily she did not get any farther. She follows us around like a puppy, and I find myself doing the ‘puppy shuffle’ so I don’t step on her! She is also taking more milk at each feeding, which is a good thing.
We have had to close Fergus the sweet buck off from the girls until his neutering. He is going this Friday. I know that he will still be fertile for awhile after the surgery, but it’s just a matter of time now. Hopefully his physical recuperation will go smoothly, and as the weather gets nicer, he will eventually be able to rejoin the girls.
And so it goes. It is a dreary week, and everything we want to do outside feels like a bigger job than it really is. And today is bone-chillingly damp. Oh well, it is Maine in the springtime! But the moms and babies have had their paddock opened up to the middle section now, and the babies have the big rock to play on. It didn’t take long for them to start taking advantage of it!