Duke and Meyla

Duke and Meyla

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Ducklings, Calf and Dogs.

I hatched a batch of ducklings a couple weeks ago. I ended up only getting 18 live ducklings out of 36 eggs, so am not so happy about that. I have another clutch set right now, and will be experimenting with it a little to see if I can better results.
The below picture is of a duckling at nine days incubation.

The ducklings-I sold them all to the local feed store. 

White Face had a bull calf. Luke's cow had a heifer calf, but I don't have a picture of it.

I am selling Cash, or Rex as he was originally known. Without going into great detail, he just isn't working out for what I need in a stud dog. He has progressed by leaps and bounds since I first got him though. He is no longer(well, usually anyway) the cringing ball of bones and hair that he was at first. He is a lively, jumpy, happy go lucky boy that loves to be petted. 
 It has been raining, and raining and Cash is all messy from rolling in the mud. 

We went on a walk today. Cash was ecstatic, since it is the first time in three weeks that he's been able to go for a jaunt with Kate. (She was in heat and I didn't want her bred.) The wildflowers are coming and so is my annual "wildflowers and dogs" photoshoot. Stay tuned! 

Kate-"Okay, I guess one photo will be alright."

"No more, k? I just want to go play-besides, Cash gets in my face every time you take a picture, and I don't like it."

Goofy Cash is oftentimes a nice break from serious, mature Kate. 

New Goats, For Sale, Emmy's Kidding, etc.

First off, we got a new buckling, Sam, on March 7th. I have watched this breeder's website for a couple of years, and he seemed to be a good breeder. I also knew several people that had had business and personal dealings with him in the past, including our last buck, Andy's breeder, so I thought it'd be a good choice. All seemed to go well until I went to pick him up-he had scours. Well, okay, sometimes kids just have milk scours, I thought. However, it quickly became obvious that those weren't milk scours. Now all of our kids have had it(for about 2 weeks at a time), and it seemed to be gone for a week or so, but then Sam got it again, and then Minx, Lad, etc. After another two weeks course, it seemed to be gone for a week, but now Sam is scouring again today and so is Minx, and I expect to see more following suit again. 
It ranges from a 
pure water consistency to normal pebbles throughout the day, and even in the same "bathroom break." It also ranges from horribly foul smelling, to no smell at all. I've given Sulmet to Sam twice, but it didn't help, and nothing is showing up in a FEC. I will be sending a sample to the state lab this week, and starting Specto-Gaurd as well. 
Okay, okay, kids get sick-the breeder can't help that. Maybe, but I've never sold a symptomatic goat, and never plan to-I always wait until they get well, or I KNOW that it's milk scours.
They also did a horrible job disbudding this buck, and I'm 99% sure that he is going to have huge scurs/horns now. 
 After pestering and pestering his breeder, I finally saw on the ADGA member services that he is registered, and in our name. However, his birthdate is shown to be March 8th, and the day I bought him to be March 11th. We are in the process of getting his breeder to fix that now. I'm kinda worried that we aren't even getting the genetics that I thought we were, though all the evidence I have refutes that... It just makes no sense why he wouldn't put the right dates on the registration papers. 
Anyway, though I won't give out names or discourage other people from going to this breeder, all things considered, I don't think I'll have anything to do with this breeder again. I don't know that anything is really his fault, this just isn't the experience I wanted, and I don't want to go through this when I buy goats. 

Below is Sam-the pictures were taken several weeks ago, and he is much bigger now. 
He's a big, solid boy, and we look forward to using him in our breeding program.

 Below is Black Sand, AKA Mr. Black, Black-Boy, or Blackie. He is extremely tall, long, level, and still as skinny as a rail. He's a gentle sweetie, but usually doesn't come seeking out attention. 

He looks almost exactly like Flicka. He has a very similar white marking on his side and underbelly, though he also added a small stripe under his chin, and a spot on his poll. Flicka had about ten white hairs on her poll-not enough to call a spot.  

Below is Flicka at almost the same exact age.

Below is Flicka's doe kid, Minx, AKA Minx-el, or Minxy. She's a good little girl, and already knows her name and "talks" to me like Flicka used to. I like to say that Black got the looks, but Minx got the brains.  

She got pneumonia a couple of weeks ago, but seems fine now, after a round of antibiotics. I noticed she was acting off one day when, after I fed her her bottle, she lay down kinda hunched and fluffed like she was cold. It was a warmish day and none of the other kids were doing that, so I took her temperature-it was 105. 
See below how a sick got looks. 

This is Lad-he is Marion's son, and is for sale. (See Minx on the right, just not looking well.) 

Because I have to buy so much milk, we caved and got a milking... Nubian. However, her milk production was low and stayed low even with all the grain we were giving her(plus she was getting beat up), so we sold her back to the original owners.  

Everest, our adult buck, is for sale. 

Emmy wasn't due until April 11th, but was looking like she'd kid before then. And yes, indeed, she ended up kidding on April 5th. After no progression for over an hour, Mom reached in and pulled a kid out. The first kid, a cute Cou Blanc doeling, was breach and born dead with pieces of placenta stuck to it. Because of the placenta and the fact that the kid was DOA, Mom went right back in and quickly pulled two more kids. The second kid was born alive and wiggling, while the third was another DOA, both bucks. Mom and I worked on the dead ones for a long time, but didn't get anything. The live one Mom brought into the house for observation and feeding. He began slowing down until he died about 4 hours after being born. It was no fun...

Below is the kid that lived for awhile.

I went out with the camera today and took lots of pictures-here are a few.  

First is Minx. I'm loving how long and level she is already! 

Next is Marigold. She looks like she has a dip in her back-that's not normally there. The problem with using a bottle to set the kids up for pictures is that they tend to try and crouch like they do when they normally eat-this makes the front end and back get all messed up. Anyway, Marigold is nicely put together too, but is a greedy feeder-hog that had to be put on strict rations because she ate herself sick more than once. She's also very, very vocal.

Jazzy-she's Mom's kid, but I really like her too! She's turning into a frosted Sundgau-the white around her ears is spreading down her neck. Today is copper day for her, as her coat is getting terrible.


Li-she is also very long and level. I don't like how straight her rear legs are though. She's been having a lot of trouble shaking off a load of coccidia, even after trying a couple different kinds of medication and herbs. I will give her copper today as well, and see what that does.


I'm always glad when a doe fills the bucket by herself! Good job, Marion! 

Skitz is the next doe up to kid, due on May 6th. She's not very wide, but is very deep. 

Feeding time at the zoo! This is all but three of our goats. 


There has been so much stuff going on that I decided to break my sabbatical. Is that called taking a sabbatical from my sabbatical? LOL. Anyway, I have good days and I have bad, and today is a good day. 

I have a lot to share, so this post will be on rabbits. 

Below is my Rex buck, Rexy. He's a fat, friendly boy.

Juniper is a Rex doe-she is not very tame or friendly, and may not be around much longer. I'll get to that story later.

Carmella, another Rex doe, who might not be staying either. 

Tulip, Brittany's Rex doe. She's raised a nice litter before and is on her second-she is a keeper.

Spruce, the littermate of Tulip. She's a very good doe too, and is staying. She is also very tame-my favorite rabbit. 

 Ralph, my New Zealand buck. He's wild and crazy. 


Tulip's litter of five, almost two weeks old. New Zealand/Rex.

 Juniper's litter-New Zealand and Rex cross. After three previous failed breedings, she was due last Friday, the 21st, but was showing obvious disdain for her box by using it for a toilet, chewing it up, and throwing it around the cage. On Saturday morning she began pulling hair and attempting to pile it in the corner of her cage. Carmella was doing much the same, and so, as I was helping with last minute wedding preparations and getting ready myself, I was running back and forth to the barn, collecting all the hair and piling it in a box for later use. 
Juniper ended up having her babies after we got home from the wedding, at about 2200. She had them on the floor of her cage, and as fast as they were born, Mom was picking them up and putting them in her (new) box. She had seven kits total, and I piled some hay and hair in the box, and called it a night. 

As I mentioned above, Carmella had no use for her nesting box, and was piling hay and hair into a corner. Sunday morning, I came out to see six dead babies, piled like cordwood in her box. They had been scattered all over the cage, and Mom had put them in a pile. 
I scooped them up, brought them into the sauna, and put them in ziplock bag suspended in a bucket of warm water. After about five minutes, I saw one start to breath! And then another, and another, until I had four breathing, squeaking, and wiggling. I left them there while I went to finish chores. When I got back, only one was still alive. I fed the dead ones to Kate, and gave the live one to Spruce to raise with her litter. 

Below-Carmella made very sure to pull plenty of hair for her babies! 

Spruce had a litter of six pure Rex babies on the 21st. They are all doing good.

 This is Carmella's surviving kit who is also pure Rex. He's not doing the greatest in terms of weight gain, I think simply because the others are a little older than him, and probably push him out of the way at the milk bar.

So he's getting special feedings three times a day. I hope he makes it, poor thing!

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Good-Bye, For Now

 I have decided to take a Sabbatical from blogging. I'm just stressed right now and don't feel like posting. I also don't know how to write posts with wit or humor in them when I'm feeling the way I am right now. To my family at home, I probably appear just fine, happy and normal-and it's not a false front, I usually do feel fine-but deep down I'm sad, stressed and just not up to par. And because I write from deep down, I can't keep those feelings out of my writing. 

So, it's a good-bye for awhile. I actually might still come on and post every now and again if I'm feeling up to it, but just wanted to let you know that posts while be few and far between if at all. 

Saturday, March 4, 2017

The Kids

I got some dry pictures of the kids today. They aren't the greatest because the kids are very uncooperative and the lighting in the barn less than optimal. 







Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Marion's Kids

Marion had triplet this morning-two does and a buck. Mom guessed the day, number, and gender right, almost got the time, so she named one.  The buck will be for sale soon. I will keep both does until I decide which one I like better, then sell the other.

Doe#1-Ivy 5.4 pounds

 Doe#2-Lass 5.4 pounds

 Buck-Lad 7 pounds. If picked up before the 15th, he will be $150, registered, $100 unregistered. He'll need to be bottle fed for at least 8 more weeks. 

 Flicka's Minx-a stubborn kid that hates new nipples being put on her bottles, but is sweet and friendly.

Black Sand-an easy going boy, who was the fastest to learn how to eat off the lambar. He's quiet and calm, and not very out going.

  The people that we sold our first buck to gave me this doeling in exchange for me showing them how to trim hooves. She is a daughter of our-used-to-be-buck, and I really like her. Her name is Marigold, and though she's friendly, she'd much rather spend her time jumping and bouncing than being petted.