Saturday, March 15, 2008
Look what I have in my laundry basket
On Wednesday Masquerade gave birth to twin girls - much to my surprise. Early that week I had scoped her to see if she was expecting because she has a very large hay belly. For those who do not know what that means is it like a middle age belly - too many kids, loss of many teeth and the hands of time. None of us have our girlish figure any more. I could not find any heart beats so I considered her baby free - WRONG ! Anyway, as I came in for afternoon chores there was Masquerade with a small little one on the ground and the next coming out and hitting the ground. I noticed that one was not breathing so I grabbed her, turned her upside down and expelled all the fluid and cleared the mouth. She took a few clear breaths and I placed her back with Mom. I quickly moved Mom and babies to a clean kidding pen and got everyone feed and water. In that ten minutes the troubled girl was back in distress. I ran and got a the emergency kit and started in on her - heating her with the hair dryer, clearing her windpipe and tubing her to give her warmed milk. As soon as I got her stable I wrapped her in a blanket and ran for the house. The littlest of the set was nursing away and walking on her own.
Once I reached the house it was three more hours of restarting her until finally she just did not come back. Then I paniced when I looked at the clock - I had not been able to check on the little one so back I ran to the barn. WHO SAID YOU NEED A GYM - just live on a farm, you get a workout.
I arrived at the barn to see the little one had crashed and was laying in the corner of the pen cold and still. I grabbed her up, tucked her in my coat and ran back to the house. By the time I got her warmed up she was calling for Mom and wanting to go back out. After about an ounce of warmed milk it was back to the barn with Mom and two hour checks.
Thursday was a great day - Mishka is her name and she was small but strong. All day I checked on her and things looked bright until about 4:00 in the afternoon as the clouds became dark and the temperture dropped thirty degress. I came in the barn to find her in the corner again - cold and limp. We had been here before and I was not going to have her go the way of her sister. I spent seven hours teaching her to suck again and getting her to drink, walk and stop shaking. By Friday morning she finally was able to take a bottle and was off the eye droper. As much as I would have loved to send her back to Mom in the barn I just could not risk another crash.
SO HERE IS MY NEW HOUSE GUEST - Is not that the sweetest face?