A Little Story

I have a little story to tell - but in order for you to capture the heart of it all, I need to start with some history.

A Little History

Our first season of kidding at the farm produced 7 boys and 1 girl. Needless to say, that doeling became our prized princess. We named her Ahni. As she grew, we came to discover that she had some "udder issues." Those issues were something i didn't feel skilled at managing and thus the painful decision was made to re-home Ahni to a gracious goat owner who wanted to give it a try to see if she could be successful in addressing those issues.

Ahni - our farm's first born girl.

Ahni - our farm's first born girl.

My heart sank as I watched her being hoisted into the back seat of the truck and worse was seeing her turn her head to see where I was.

I have kept in touch with Ahni's new owner hearing all the little happenings.  It was quite delightful to hear how her udder issues were improving.  I knew that last season Ahni kidded early with three little bucklings that also couldn't be saved.

Last Week

Last week was an emotional roller coaster. On Monday we got the call from Colin that Pearl delivered her baby - a doeling. We'd had a previous arrangement that should a doeling be born, she would become part of our herd and eventually be part of our caramel making team.  We named her Raquel after Rocky of Country Homestead in Texas. Rocky is one of my very special GGP (goat gal pals).  Pearl came from Rocky's goat farm.

On Tuesday, we got a call to let us know that Ahni was in labor. I had a bit of joy at the thought of my "first baby girl" becoming a new mom, but to be honest - we were focused on Raquel and the newborn care she would need.

Baby Raquel

Baby Raquel

Around mid-morning i got the call that Ahni delivered two boys and then about 30 minutes later another call came in that she'd delivered a little girl. Heart pangs.

Friday was another day of varying emotion. Plum delivered two kids (early) around 7:45 in the morning. Then - the days of Friday and Saturday and early Sunday morning - became a blur of sadness and grief with the confusing loss of Plums kids - Gigi and Dash.

Loosing those babies meant something more.  Little Raquel didn't have a friend her age to be with.   She was alone - didn't have a "girl" friend for her to grow up with. Then, the thought came - what if  . . . just what if . . .

Monday I called my friend who owned Ahni. I asked her if she'd sell me Ahni's daughter. It was a long shot - because you must understand there is no budget for the purchase of a baby goat. None.  My friend said to make her an offer. I told her that those things are difficult for me and that any offer I made would be insulting. She said, "make me an offer."  So, I did. I made an insulting offer.

She accepted . . .  my insulting offer.  By 4 pm - Gigi B was at our farm - meeting Raquel.

Baby Gigi B

Baby Gigi B

Ahni - Baby Gigi B's mama.

Ahni - Baby Gigi B's mama.