King

I had a busy day, but young Hannah had an even busier day-she had her baby boy today!
I went to the ladies' spring luncheon at my church, Calvary Chapel, this morning and I took a long nap when I got home.  When I woke up, I went out to check on the goats and donkeys, and heard a baby goat crying out.  I thought one of the older babies was stuck in a fence or something, but I soon saw a pitiful, crying ball of mud with Hannah standing over him and looking bemused.  My pasture is green and lush in deep, sweet grass and clover, but she chose the one bare, dirty slope where grass won't grow to pop him out and he must have tumbled and rolled down the hill, covered in mucous and blood.  He was the dirtiest baby I had ever seen!!  I took him into the sink in the basement and washed him.  Hannah still wouldn't lick him and take care of him when I brought him back, and I ended up having to sit on her to make her hold still long enough to get his first drink of milk with colostrum.  Even though he was weaker than the other kids were this year, he latched right on and got his noms!