The past few days have been discouraging and today really has us low. Handsome Rob wouldn't take his bottle this morning, and anyone who knows goats, knows they are little greedy hobbits- always willing to eat. We were alarmed immediately.

His umbilical cord site is infected. We are cleaning it, giving him penicillin shots twice a day, and drenching (forcefeeding) him with liquid probiotics. This started his rumen working again. It had stopped! Bad thing for a goat. I am pretty worried. It's almost 1:00 p.m. here and he still refuses his bottle. I am going to try to drench him with some warm milk soon.



The terrible thing is the shots need to be given in the muscle, and that hurts. He cries pitifully! I don't think I can do it. Doug will be leaving in the morning to go take the Leuitenant's ( I know I spelled that word wrong! Oh well.) exam and then he has a 24 hr. shift the next day, so won't be home for 2 1/2 days. I'm going to have to find a willing neighbor to give these shots. I can do sub Q shots (just under the skin), but not IM. Ugh.

We have not had one buck that hasn't had a major issue. This is tough. We are really attached to this one, too, having him live in the house like a puppy and bottle feeding him. Either I have to get tougher and not care so much, or...I don't know.

I am tired out- exhausted and will likely not be heard from for a few days. I have a goat to nurse, a new one to settle in and milk, and major spritual attack going on in my home. I can honestly say that it's one drama after another, and I'm not good at doing drama. I like quiet and peaceful. How boring, huh?!