Friday, May 29, 2009

The Time is Coming

The time is coming. A time when little Kevin is not going to be a Happy Goat. Not because he won't be living on the Farm any longer but rather because it is time for him to be weaned. I have to be honest about this; I am going to be one happy nanny when it finally happens. I am sure all of you mothers out there know what I am talking about and just add the factor of little horns butting your udder into the mix and I am sure you will all agree with me that it is time for the boy to be getting all of his food on his own.
For those of you that don't know these things a kid stimulates the milk flow from the doe's udder by poking it with his head. OK - butting it. This is just fine when there are no horns involved but Kevin's little horn buds are becoming horns plain and simple so it is time for him to leave this goat alone. A kid is weaned at two months of age. Kevin was born on April 6th and I am counting the days. I hope you realize that this does not make me a baaaad mother, just a mother tired of having her udder butted.

To get him ready for weaning I have taught him all the important skills a young goat needs to know to survive. He now can drink water from the water bucket. He does this with enthusiasm. As an aside I will let you know that we goats LOVE hot water. Even in the summer.

I have shown him how to find the tastiest weeds and grasses to fill his little tummy.

He discovered the wood pile and the delicious fiber of bark. Yum yum!

As we all know he didn't immediately understand what the mineral bucket was for but he is still young. He can't possibly learn EVERYTHING in two short months now, can he?

The publicist has started to give him a little grain at night when I get mine. I haven't gotten a photo of this yet but he is pretty funny about eating it. He hops right into the feeding bin on my milking stanchion. It makes it rather hard for me to get to the grain. Silly kid!

All in all I think he is growing up to be a fine young goat. He will do fine when he has to move to the kid pen. I suspect he will be sad for a day or two but he will get over it very quickly. I will be just on the other side to give him a nudge or a lick when he needs it. But that's it. No more udder butting for me. Hooray for that!

Now I must do my job as SpokesGoat. I have been slacking on that lately. There is a new item available in my shop! Yes, you can now buy a Flock of Chickens. Not real chickens of course, but soap chickens. You get one Rooster in the Goat Pen soap and two The Chicks All Right with Pricilla soaps. What a deal! And you don't have to scoop any chicken poop! Why not head over to my shop and check it out?! If you put "blog" in the notes to seller the publicist will give you a discount of $1.00. She will send you a paypal refund. Isn't she nice?


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