When I went to check on the goats right before lunch I found Ziggy standing alone in the kidding stall, nickering softly to herself. I could see that her belly had dropped considerably, although there was no discharge to indicate anything would happen imminently. I shut the gate to the stall and we went in to have lunch.
After peaches and blueberries for dessert, Dan went out to check on things. In a flash he was back at the house yelling, "Come quick!" I flew out the door and across the barnyard. The second kid was on the ground but still wrapped in the birth sack. I pulled it away from the tiny face but there was no movement and no breathing. While Dan got the bulb syringe I slung the lifeless body and rubbed all over. Ziggy started licking and after what seemed an eternity the little one coughed. Breathing was very congested but the bulb didn't pull much out. After a lot of coughing and sputtering, kid number two started complaining and looking for milk. Number three followed shortly. We've got two boys and a girl.
|First born standing, a buckling. 2nd born on the ground, a little doe|
|Everything was quick and smooth. Ziggy is a pro.|
|3rd born, a little buckling|
|Ziggy's udder hangs very low to the ground but all 3 figured out where to find it|
|The white kid was born first and is the biggest. Huge compared to the other 2|
|Baby girl is on the left with two brothers on the right.|