Well, I'm back from the farm. I got home on Thursday. It is very nice to be home again, with my family and friends, but to say that I simply miss the Phillips and the goats is a gross understatement. I had so much fun, and I learned tons! I even miss the barn chores! Here are pictures of the goats. This one is of Sarah and her baby girl and boys.
This is of one of the baby dairy goats.
This Dottie and her little girl. Dottie is not very nice.
These are two of the adult dairy goats.
This is Crystal's baby girl.
This is Clara's baby girl.
These are three of the baby dairy goats.
I had some interesting experiences. Eight goats had their babies while I was there. We ended up with 17 kids. Barn was filling up quickly. Right when we got to their house on Friday, one of the goats (Clara) was in labor. She was having problems, very serious problems, so we put the goat in the back of their car, drove really fast 20 minutes away to the vet. So in the store-room/office of the vet clinic, two vets struggled for about 30 or 40 minutes trying to get the babies out. Finally, after much struggle, one little girl was born. Then a little boy was born, but sadly, he had already died. That was worst-case, right off the bat for me. I will certaintly never forget it! One of my new favorite sounds is newborn baby goats bleating, because it means they are alive! Well, thats all!
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