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Saga of Mama Goat and Her Babies: The Beginning

from-Swimming with Swans: vignettes of our three-year journey between homes
(Goat Suite Saga #1)

January 2011 (the desert outside Las Cruces, NM)

Mama & baby Tater

Mama & baby Tater

Mama Goat has always been Mama Goat to me.

From the time of her rescue with ten day old billy-kid Tater by her side around Christmas 2009, and now through my daily encounters with her during this part of our life journey.

Mama Goat has always been Mama Goat to me.

Living up here on the compound since October 2010, I have gotten into a routine of sorts involving all our rescue animals.  In particular, feeding Mama and Tater, her now grown billy-goat son, treats.  These treats consist of the nubs and tips of carrots, cabbage and old lettuce cores, lemon peels, apple bits and the occasional melon rind; all the fresh scraps of our everyday eating.

Mama loves her treats!

Mama loves her treats!


Each day I call out while on my rounds, “Hey, Mama!  How ya doin’?”  To which Mama Goat responds by sidling up to the gate, pushing against the fence in a gentle head butt and bleating out to say, “Hi back at ya.”  Then, tilting her head sideways to get a better view of the treats in my hand, she waits patiently for me to pass them her way.
As the weeks from October to November flew by, we all noticed that Mama was getting a bit large.  Fat and sassy Mama had probably gotten pregnant by Tater during their romps out on the range.  Okay, gross about the “in-breeding” but that’s just a fact of life for most animals kept on the ranch, no matter how hard one tries to manage their love-lives.  In fact, Mama got so big by the beginning of December, all the experienced ones here predicted her delivery date to be somewhere around mid December.  It was quite the game, each declaring with authority just when Mama would deliver her baby-kid.
'Hi back at ya'

‘Hi back at ya’


Once everyone’s birth-date guesses came and went, without the sound of teeny tiny goat hooves pounding about the pens, the experienced ones then decided she must be carrying twins. Since this is quite common for goats, that would certainly account for Mama’s great girth. Continue reading

Goat Suite Saga: Table of Contents

Note to readers & followers of this blog:  Listed below is The Table of Contents for my Goat Suite Saga. It will remain in the ‘feature’ spot of this blog until each vignette within the Saga is posted.  The plan is to have these presented in sequence during the next two months.  There may be non-Goat Suite Saga related posts inserted from time to time, but the main focus for the weeks ahead is the unveiling of my Goat Suite Saga!

I would love to receive constructive feedback on this beta-set of vignettes.  Please consider making comments either by personal e-mail or in the reply box after each posting.

To view the most recent blog article, goat or non-goat, simply scroll down past this featured post.

Enjoy!

Goat Suite Saga (or ‘Life on the Hoof’ by Mama)
(12/2009 ~ 9/2011)

from-Swimming with Swans: vignettes of our three-year journey between homes
(6/2009 ~ 6/2012)

Saga of Mama Goat and Her Babies: The Beginning

I WILL LIVE*

Hey!  Where are you going?*

WE ATE TATE! (poem)

Goats in the Garden at Midnight by the Light of the Full Moon (part one)

Goats in the Garden at Midnight by the Light of the Full Moon (part two)

“Goats are Good!”*

Saga of Mama Goat and Her Kids: FINALE

*written by Terry W. Lilly

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