Well, we lost the one little one, but this little guy is eating and growing like a champ!
One week old on Sunday, and he NEVER STOPS EATING!!!! Mama goat is not cooperating with my grand plan of her taking over motherly duties, so he's still up in our bedroom crying for milk at all hours.
Our golden retriever, Roxy, has decided that the little peanut is HER baby, and takes every chance she can get to snuggle and lick the little guy.
Little dude seems to be pretty chill about the tongue baths. He just gets confused when he goes to try and nurse on her, and comes back with a mouthful of hair.
Mama goat IS giving milk like a champ-- some of this is foam, but it was a good 3/4 of a quart she gave at lunchtime today!
It's also becoming clear that I am going to end up with an ABUNDANCE of milk on my hands (especially when the other two does start in!) I found out my darling James is just unbelievably squeamish about the thought of drinking milk that he's seen come out of the animal. He says he KNOWS that that's where all milk comes from, but... he just gets all squirmy and squiggly when I ask if he'd like to try some (cold, from the fridge). Sigh... I might have to resort to sneak tactics.
