Friday morning was the first time to include bottle feeding to our routine. We started early but Victoria was up to let the dogs out and she took one of the babies in that early feeding. The first night we had the babies we kept them in the pig building. I was opposed to keeping them in the house and the pig building was a good stopgap. To facilitate the morning feeding, the three babies were placed the kennel box the Burn’s had used for puppies last year, set up in the sunroom. It is large enough for the three tiny goats and just tall enough to keep them contained. Two of the babies are over a week old and are almost jumping high enough to escape the enclosure. Anyway, having them close made it easy for Grandma to help in future feedings. She enjoys the exuberance with which the tiny goats try to empty the contents of their bottles. It helps to be able to do all three at once.
Mama has largely succeeded in feeding the babies five time
per day. Those feedings start at about 6:30 am and end with a last feeding at about
9 pm. Three hours, more or less, between bottles. Overnight they are on their
own – even though Mama worried over them through the night. So far we have kept
them in the little puppy box in the sunroom, abandoning the pig building
because of the cool overnight temperatures, but Mama is talking about putting the
three in the pig building through the day. That will necessitate Mama having to
do the three late morning and afternoon feedings by herself. I am not sure if
she is ready for that, but I do agree that the little ones need some time in a
larger area through the day and the pig building will allow for more activity
on their part. Unfortunately, our days have been wet and cool for the past week
and the pig yard is a bit slimy. (The duck area is a mess because of the weather
– and they like it that way.) I am not sure
if Mama wants to deal with that messiness either when it comes to the close quarters
required to hold the baby goats during feeding. We will see.
I have limited times to help Mama because of a pressing work
schedule. In the office Monday. Teaching classes Tuesday and Thursday. Although,
I waited a bit longer at the house this morning to help Mama through the first feeding.
I still managed to get to the office at a comfortable time, so it was something
we may try to keep up on the mornings when I have to meet my office attendance
and teaching schedule. I do enjoy the feeding times, so it is nice to crowd in
as many feedings as possible. It will not be required for much longer. Four
weeks more at the most and the babies will be on solid food alone. At that point
we can begin to integrate them into the herd.
Grandma has helped a little in the feeding, but she lacks the
strength to do much on her own, so it is actually more work on Mama when
Grandma participates. Mama allows the inconvenience to encourage Grandma, but
Mama has to be very careful that Grandma does not put herself in jeopardy but
trying to handle the baby she is feeding in any other way than to hold the tiny
one in her lap during she feeding. Grandma cannot bend over while standing to
pick up the baby goat, neither can she safely bend over in her chair to feed the
baby. She has no core strength and therefore no balance. Once Grandma barely
caught herself as she began to fall forward trying to get hold of a little one.
That would not be a good thing for either Mama or Grandma.
I spent Saturday morning at the swap meet with our pastor
and another man from the church. I spent only two hours there because I had not
dressed warmly enough to endure for much longer than that. When three more men
from the church showed up, I bailed out. Not before my throat got a little scratchy
and I was thoroughly chilled. However, in that two plus hours I passed out
fifty Bibles, talked with many Spanish speakers showing them how to follow the plan
of salvation as outlined in the New Testaments we were handing out and one of
my fellow laborers got to lead someone though the plan of salvation and pray
with him to receive the Lord! Pastor had the opportunity to share the plan of
salvation with two vendors earlier Saturday morning. Both of them asked the Lord
to save them! It was time well spent.
Once back at the farm, I dressed much more warmly and began
raking leaves into piles in the garden and setting those piles on fire. I was
careful in doing so, but all the piles burned thoroughly and safely – all thirteen
of them. That work virtually emptied the garden of leaves. Outside the garden,
at the well house, I was able to create five mounds of leaves and burn them, clearing
that area as well. Over the next several night, if it does not rain too much, I
will continue down our fence and into the nanny goat paddock. Slowly the ground
is being revealed under the seven or eight inches of accumulated leaves, and I am
giving the soil in the burned spots access to the ash that will enrich it more
than the rotting leaves would have. A win-win.
Sunday, I felt exhausted. It had been a long week. Many early
mornings with several late nights. Maybe this week will be somewhat more near
normal.
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