Hello! This blogpost is dedicated to a very special goat to all of us Vineyard Chicks. Our miracle goat. She was born on February 4th, 2021, as the lone survivor of premature triplets. This is her story. Trie and I were outside feeding the animals. The previous night had been bitter cold. Trie and I were worried about Pecan and his heat lamp. The cold spell had affected most of our animals. The muscovies weren’t happy going out when the temperature is in the teens. Anyway, we opened the barn to let the goats out and we looked for goat kids on the ground, as we usually do during kidding season. Then we saw Tauren, a brand-new mama goat, just lying there chewing cud, completely unresponsive to the fact that she had delivered three beautiful babies. As I looked closer at the triplets, I realized something was wrong. Two of them were laying next to each other. While initially adorable, Trie and I soon realized that the babes were already gone. I was heartbroken. As I sat there trying to condole the goat (or really me... I love my goats), I looked over at the third babe, lying on the barn floor. She was still breathing. As I looked closer, I realized that Tauren had never fed her or even cleaned her. The baby was laying down, still wet from delivery, slowly freezing in the icy weather. I told Trie about the goat, and we both knew that the baby needed colostrum to survive, even though we never exchanged a word about the colostrum. We tried for twenty minutes to get the baby to drink off Tauren, but the goat kid couldn’t stand up or even hold up her own head. Additionally, Tauren wasn’t producing any milk, and continued to be milk-less throughout the day. The only logical thing left to do was bring the baby inside. Usually, we take a naturalist approach to our animals, often trying to let nature take care of itself, but if we wanted this baby to have even the slightest chance of surviving, bringing her in was our only option. Trie was awesome. She valiantly sacrificed her sweater to allow the baby to have some sort of wind block during the walk back to the house. Once inside, we realized that we were not prepared for her at all. We miraculously found an unopened package of colostrum that would sustain her for a few days until we got some powdered milk replacer, but we realized that we didn’t have a bottle. The baby did not look good. Even after we got her to warm up, she couldn’t lift her head or stand up on her own. We all knew the chances of this poor, pre-mature baby goat surviving were slim, but we were determined to try. After about a half hour of using a straw to siphon colostrum into her mouth with the help of a needle-less syringe, we were able to purchase the nipple for a goat kid bottle. We tested the nipple out on different soft-drink bottle sizes. I was getting worried I would be feeding a goat kid from a 2-liter pop bottle, but the nipple fit just as well on a 20-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew. A little unorthodox, but it worked. 9 hours after we brought the frozen baby inside who was barely clinging to life, we noticed a change. the baby was holding her head up, and she was trying to bleat for the first time. I was elated. The colostrum had worked! She just kept getting better. She was able to stand by day 2, and was able to walk around by day 3, even though she was a little unbalanced. On day three, we had a goat play date. We brought Pecan and a new goat who had been born 18 hours before, who we called Pippin. The baby didn’t exactly know what to do with Pecan and Pippin. Despite being older than Pippin, she was still considerably smaller and thinner. Overall, she enjoyed spending time with the others, and she loved being around us. She’s still inside with us, and now she’s catching up to the other goats’ size, but we’re going to keep her inside until the cold ends. Thank you for reading!
Hi, I'm Kay-Kay! I enjoy reading books and I love writing! My sisters (Bunkie and Trie) and I live on a farm where we have 3 Dexter cows, a horse, 10 Indian Runner Ducks, 11 Orpington Hens, A Quarter horse, 9 Nigerian Dwarf goats, and 3 dogs (An Italian Maremma, An Australian Shepherd, and a Cane Corso).