OK, it all started with Cindy, one of our goat friends and a disbudding customer.
First we bartered Peeper from her.
Then she came down with three minis to get disbudding as a part of our deal.
Well, she came with three ....
... but she left with two.
How on God's green earth could you resist this!
I dare you. He stayed behind, and we're bottle feeding him.
Look at that nose!
He's in love with Peeper, and Peeper is in love with his new buddy.
Now what's this little one's name you may ask?
Well, a lot of thought went into his name.
He needs a special one.
I found that look so much like a donkey.
So we named him after Murphy, but since Jamie is so much into hunting these days, he wanted Cabelas or Winchester. At first I'm like, ahhh ... no.
But then the more I looked at him and the more I found his coloring was like Winchester Cathedral in England, where we had visited many, many moons ago ...
So his name is Murphy Winchester III.
Why the Third? Why not.
So far Murphy Winchester III is still a he, but in a week or so, he'll be going through the process of becoming a eunuch.
I'm not used to these minis. I'm used to 150-pound goats that eat like, well, like goats.
So the vet had to come over for Woody again. It looked like he wasn't going to make it. He had a turn for the worse. So while the vet was there, I asked how much should I be feeding this tiny little thing.
He quickly did the math in his head and said, "About two cups of milk."
To that I replied, "A feeding?"
"No, a day."
"How much have you been feeding him?"
"Six cups a day. But he won't even look at the grain! He's going to starve!" (In my self defense!)
"No wonder! He's not hungry! Tone it down to three cups a day, or he'll turn into goatzilla."
So Murphy Winchester III is down to three cups a day. And if you're late for a feeding by even just a few minutes, he does turn into goatzilla.
So just an update on Woody. Before the vet got there, we were sure we were going to have a cow funeral. Then the vet showed up. The healthiest calf around! They're just like kids. They'll make liars out of you every time!
The vet said he did have a fever and gave us stronger meds. Woody is doing wonderfully ... again.
Have A Blessed Day!