I have been waiting with no little bit of anxiety for our does to give birth. Yesterday morning I walked out to do the chores and found one doe with a kid stuck, half emerged from its mother's womb. It's sibling near death from cold, it had not been cleaned and dried by its mother.
I took the chilled kid in the house and then ran back outside to deliver the second kid. The first leg came free and into position easily. The second came much more difficulty and distress to the doe but it came free and the kid was born. When I returned to the house the first kid was dead.
I thought that the doe was going to die but after two hours I went out and, figuring there was nothing to loose, jerked her to her feet and made her walk. Almost instantaneously she began to look better and I quickly returned the surviving kid to her. When I left for work both mother and daughter looked well. Otto has named the kid "Boo."
She sure gave me a fright.
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