I went to some fair shows with the goats this summer. They got some ribbons and a few of them came home with some Reserve Grand Rosettes.
This is Husker Haven Moon Pie. She was not even supposed to be here! I had no intention of breeding her mother, but sometimes (like I said earlier) things happen. I knew I ha not taken her mother TO the buck and I knew he was locked up. The only other explanation I had was I had a buck kid from the previous year around and he must have had a good day is all I can say. So along came Moon Pie. She is 3/4 Saanen, 1/4 Nubian.
I actually had another kid that is also 3/4 Saanen and 1/4 Nubian.
Her name is Husker Haven Compass Rose. Same circumstance. This past kidding season a friend of mine came over and helped me get all the buck kid taken care of, We wormed everyone and got them all up to date on shots and got them disbudded.
The last fair I went to was in Lima, OH. The fair ended on a Saturday and I wanted to help out my friend. I told her I would come back up to the fair grounds Sunday and pick up her goats and take them back to her house for her. I wanted to pick up a buck she had at home so that he couldn't bred any of her does. Containing him is like trying to contain Rudolf !!! Anyway, on my way back up the fairgrounds It was very foggy that Sunday morning while I was traveling the back roads to the grounds. About 1/2 way there I noticed and larger sized cardboard box in the ditch. Strange, since the road had a curve in it and was surrounded by tall corn fields. As I passed the box , I just happened to look in the mirror and a little head popped up over the top of the box. I had some choice words to say and hit the brakes. I tried to back the truck and trailer up and keep my eye on the box and the sides of the road I decided I was close enough and put it in park. I got out of the truck and walked into the ditch. Quietly called "Come here puppy"........out of the box came a chocolate brown puppy. Poor skinny little guy!
I took him home and got him fed and everything. I kept him separate from the other two house dogs by keeping him in the bathroom. I figured cleaning up the linoleum floor would be easier. The next morning the bathroom floor was cover with blood and whatever. I thought I was going to hurl. I called the vet and told them I was on my way. They ended up keeping him for a week on IV's, he was Parvo positive. I should have taken a different route back to the fairgrounds, but as fate would have it, I didn't. The vet did take a lot off of my bill and I greatly appreciated that. When I finally got him home he stil had to be kept seperate from the other dogs for at least a week. I decided to put him in the barn with the goats. He had his very own 12'x'12' pen and to keep him company, I put a buck kid in there with him. For two weeks everyting was great, then one morning I went out to do chores and opened the door to total mayhem!! Blood on every wall, all over the fencing, water trough, feed pans.....I knew exactly what had happened. The puppy just wanted to play....everyone was fine, except loss of blood and some shredding of ears. I took the puppy out and he now will live in the stock trailer until the vet says he is ok (he has a re-check visit set for the 30th of this month), then he can get a flea bath and get his medicines taken to keep him healthy. He will then also be allowed to come in the house, maybe he'll stay out of trouble that way!
Here is the latest picture of him, the cloud around him is caused by his ever wagging tail!
I named him Dillon, I figured, I already had a Festus hanging around here, I had to have a Dillon : )
That is all I have for today, have to get working
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