God does move in wondrous ways. Last week I could not have helped the kids or myself to take care of a baby goat. This week I am up and moving and I only hope that I moved fast enough.
Hootie was a lousy milker last year but she did take care of her twins. This year she did not bother to care for her one little girl. We have been putting electrolytes, nutradrench, colostrum, pepto bismo, molasses, and lots of love, into this little girl. I hesitated when we made a joke about calling it Chwissy. (Chris' nickname) I am just so worried the little thing won't make it.