Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Wrangler Jane

This was Josie's first kidding. She is a timid doe that gets picked on by the other goats. The last doe on the totum pole. She has beautiful, lustrous and fine hair. She is a complete ninny, or maybe I am. I heard her straining and screaming, so I checked her and the kid was in position. but after quite awhile of hard labor, she was not progressing. Two front feet were out and the head was there but could not get through. Everytime I tried to help, she got up, then she started running, you don't chase a goat, it's just get crazy. But I knew I had to catch her, that kid was ready to come out and needed help. Finally caught her by the hind leg and laid her down. Had to keep my knee on her chest while trying to pull the kid out so she wouldn't run away. A long stretch. I didn't think I was going to get it out, the hardest and longest pull I have ever had to do. I was beginning to think I had the wrong feet to the head. Finally got it through and of course she took off, running from the pain. So I left and she came back and both are fine. You just have to be there.

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