How the Goat Got into the Bathtub
Sunday, February 01, 2015
I realize that some of you don't know me very well, but for my friends who struggle with clutter in their homes, this was not a stash-and-dash. On Saturday we went out to the barn to feed our week-old kids their midday ration and spotted a baby goat, still wet and shivering in the corner, terrified. We scooped her up, dried her off and tried to get her mother to help clean her up. But apparently Mom wanted nothing to do with her, feeling that squeezing a whole small goat out of her lady-parts was contribution enough, and the follow-through was our job.
Fortunately we had some frozen colostrum left over from last week's kidding, so we were able to feed the little one and get her into the house, wrapped in a clean, dry towel to keep her warm. But what do you do with a seven pound goat to keep her safe? The bathroom is the most consistently warm room in the house, so she wound up in a plastic bin lined with hay, sitting inside the tub, safe from dogs, cats and things that go bump in the night.
We tried reintroducing her to Mom this afternoon, but it's still a no-go. Mom also has an underdeveloped udder, so she may not even be able to feed if she were willing to. But without a warm Mom to snuggle with, the baby needs to be kept inside for at least the first week.