Our first goat babies ever. Cowboy and S'more. Any guesses on how they got their names?
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OOOOOHHHHH, so cute! I haven't seen baby goats in YEARS! We used to have goats, Pigmies (spelling) and Newbians (spelling again). The Pigmey babies were just sooo cute! I'll tell you (in the future) about an unfortunate happening with one of ours when my parents were out of town and I was in charge of horses and goats.
Smiles,
Please elaborate when you have time.
In a nutshell... baby goats don't know to stand up on their hind legs if they are in water over their heads. :( I was in charge of the animals one week while the parents were out of town. We had a baby goat named after our roommate, Leo. I came home from work and I heard the mommy screaming and I went out to check it out and couldn't find Leo. I eventually looked in the water trof (spelling?) and found baby Leo dead. He drowned. Parents had put a piece of ply wood over the goats side of it and the horses must have pushed it down because it was agains the barn wall when I found it. The baby jumped in. The water was shallow enough for him to have stood up on his hind legs, but he did not do this.
There is a tiny bit of humor to the whole story though. I called Mom hysterical! "Leo is dead. He drowned in the water trof!" Mom started freaking out, trying to figure out how our roommate drowned in the trof, especially since he was in NY visiting his family.
I laughed out loud about your mom thinking the person Leo had drowned in the trough!
I had an animal die, because I did something stupid. I had a hard time forgiving myself till I told someone and they said, "But you had no idea that would happen!"
It is a sad story, and I found nothing about it funny in my teens, but as I have grown older and told the story from time to time it does make me laugh out loud.
I had to have the neighbor come over and get him out for me, I couldn't touch him. He was like one of our pets.
She was a tough chick though. She had grown up on a farm, so she came over and picked him up out of the water, no gloves, and took him over to her house to "handle it." I later found out she threw him in the GARBAGE! AAAAAAAHHHHH. I would have at least buried him.
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