It was a tough stretch but we got through the brutal cold. Temps back in the 50's the rest of the week. The team is going to get a rude surprise when it warms up. They were getting really used to grain twice a day, buckets of warm water, and high calories treats all delivered by room service. They're laying out in the yard by the hay rack, all of them a few pounds heavier, sides bulging from all the extra food. Now that it warmed up, it's back to once a day feeding and they can go back to foraging part of the day. :leap: I thought sure we'd lose all the babies, but the three that died early on were the only casualties. Seven made it, plus the two we're bottle feeding. That I know of. Might be a couple more out in the pasture somewhere. Could have been a lot worse and that'll be end of the winter babies. Weird thing, 6 of the 9 are males. Highest male ratio ever. Our nannies tend to drop girls, but the odds caught up with us this time. The bander is going to get a lot of workout in a couple months. This place is easily 5x more work when everything is frozen. Being goat parents is cute for about a week, then it starts getting old, a few days later you start dreaming about stew made from bottle fed goat babies. This stretch finally did it. I'm ready to cash in the hobby farm. Gave it a good run, going on 6 years, so it's not a decision I reached overnight. It just never ends. I'll miss the goats, definitely miss the chickens and the lake (here are some background clips we shot for the fishing show promo http://www.dangercollie.com/fishing2.html). Probably what I'll miss most is having hormone and antibiotic free meat that's lean and natural, fresh eggs every morning from free range chickens and catfish fillets whenever I feel like walking down to the pond with a piece of chicken liver. Time to go.