My first day back at work following my finger discolation. Fed all the animals and off I went. Came home just after lunch. Checked the hen huts for eggs, and looked in at the goats. Due for kidding next week - but all was well when I looked. Went off and did a few jobs round the farm, and at teatime started the evening feeds. As I walked down to the goats they were making a dreadful racket, but this is usual when they know its feed time! I started to put the buckets down. but Molly was still bleating and stood on her back legs looking over the gate - and I have kidded enough goats to know that was the bleat of a nanny looking for her kid. Looked at her back end, and the afterbirth was just coming away. Looked round the pen, but no kid, looked in the bedding, incase it had got covered up ,.....nothing.
I have had goat kids which have rolled out of pens (and new born calves roll out of fields!) Went outside the pen, in case the kid had somehow gone under the gate .....nope. In desperation I even checked the hen huts next door. By this time it was nearly dark and I was worried. The hens were all clucking getting ready to go in, the goats were all bleating, but then I thought I heard the faint bleat of a kid, and then it came again. I had another look round, and could not believe it - there was a kid wedged in the small space between the goats shed and the hen hut. Don't ask me how it had got there, but without dismanting the goat shed, no way could I get it out. I rang hubby and he came rushing from work. When he saw where the kid was, he too was wondering how to get it out. In the end, I got a brush stale, and gently pushed the kid towards my hubby, it was upside down at one stage, but we had to get it out. Then we pulled a panel of wood from the shed, and there it was!
Mum and kid are now settled in the llamas brand new field shelter, and hopefully it will be none the worse for its traumatic start. Just realised I do not know what sex it is. I will put my money on a male!
Mol