This blog is a journal of the simple living on a small 2 and a half acre farm. The ups and downs. The good and the not so good. Adventures of Hidden Haven animals and some of my own. The sharing of our frugal, hardworking, attempt to be as self sufficient as possible. Please stop by often as we love company!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Photo MeMe
Rachel has tagged me to go to my pictures, go to folder 6 and pick photo 6. I have to post that photo and the story behind it. This photo is a sad one. When Mandy our dwarf went into labor she had Christmas Cocoa that is a beautiful healthy doeling. She also had another doeling that was stillborn. Mandy seem to know before the kid was even delivered something was wrong with it. When delivering CC she watched every little thing going on. She kept her eyes on me while I cleaned the nose and mouth so CC could take her first breath. She never once even glanced back while delivering Christmas Angel and in pain. Not when she was out. Not while I cleared her nose and mouth. Not while I did mouth to mouth. Not while I tried everything I could to get Christmas Angel to breathe. Mandy never once looked at her. I think she already knew and that was her way of handling the death of her baby goat. William was on his way to California and missed this kidding. We both were anxious to see if the kids would look like Nickel, the dad. I wanted William to see that indeed Christmas Angel looked like her daddy so took a picture before I buried her. It was the first kid we have lost during delivery and I was very disappointed I couldn't do anything to save her. Christmas Angel would have been a beautiful doe for Hidden Haven but she is now a beautiful little doeling running around on the other side of rainbow bridge with Nitro watching over her. So that is the story behind this photo of Christmas Angel
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What a touching story Peggy. You are one remarkable woman. You know that don't you? Well you are.
I hope that the new year brings Much love and happiness to you and William.
I remember your story about Christmas Angel and Christmas Cocoa. Just think though--Christmas Angel is in a BETTER place, helping God!!!!!
How are the goats doing today? Still whining? Poor babies. They are just so abused!!! ha
Hugs,
Betsy
So peaceful. She really does look like Nickel, doesn't she? I know it must have been terrible to lose her, but buying her near the other animals and alongside the pup is such a nice thing.
She was a beautiful baby. What a sad story. I'm not looking forward to losing babies.
Too sweet and sad!
What a special little kid. It sure is hard to lose animals that you love. Hard. At least one made it.
Linda
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Beautiful baby, I know you did everything you could Peggy. I would have taken a photo too.
Oh how very sad..
How beautiful too.
I read 'The Rainbow Bridge' once! I can't read it again because I can't see through the tears!!
Ohhh, how sweet she looks. How sad for you. Baby goats are precious. I love the way their little tails wag when gettin' ninny. How are all the others doin' today? Still whinin'?
wonderful post....its sad to loose our animals....we have gone through it too with our calves. We found one last winter that was near froze too death, I did all I could for several hours...alternating towels in the dryer to keep her warm, rubbed and rubbed till my arms did't want to work anymore and cried out in pain, but it was all in vain. I gave her mouth to nose....it couldnt bring her back, not even chest compressions...I cried and cried. It was the first calf I had lost and I was depressed for days. I dont have that give up and quit in me. I'm usually successful with injured or sick or dying animals because I am so stubborn. Thats how my Annie and Andy lived....all cause of my stubbornness and many hours spent in a dirty stall! LOL I wouldnt be anywhere else during those times. With a farm, you have to take the good with the bad..I'm glad you shared her picture...she was lovely, and yes...I'm sure she is driving Nitro crazy with her playfulness over rainbow bridge.
Oh Peggy that story made me cry the first time and again. But the blessing is you do have Christmas Cocoa and that is what matters.
My 5yo granddaughter Jasmine was with me when we were reading your blog. She wanted to know how the baby died, why, was he in heaven, and why I was crying. These are times we share and experience together, reflect back on and remember with sweetness. Blogs are therapeutic. So sorry about Christmas Angel.
kelly
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