Weather is a battle between fall and winter. Days are growing steadily shorter. Then the November kids arrive to brighten up the season.
My first fall goat kids were accidents. The buck escaped in June. Nubians come in season all year.
I had always arranged for March and April kids as spring was moving in and the weather was warm enough to avoid popsicle kids. My does seem to prefer kidding about dawn. Newborn wet kids don’t do well in temperatures in the twenties or lower.
The weather has changed. Falls are a mixture of warm and cold times. Some of my does seem to prefer having their kids in the fall.
And I have a couple of wethers who love to open the buck’s door. They have a knack for knowing when I neglect to latch the spring hook holding the bar in place.
Something I’ve noticed as more November kids arrive over the years is that the kids seem bigger and livelier than the spring kids. Perhaps this is because the does have been eating well all through their pregnancies.
Winter fare is mostly hay. The grass is like standing hay in the field. The acorns and persimmons are gone or too dirty to tempt my finicky eaters.
My does bred for March and April live on such fare. In addition they use some of what they eat to keep warm. The result seems to be smaller kids.
Once the November kids arrive the herd seems happier too. As the herd numbers dwindle, they like having those extra herd members.
Winter weather does keep the herd inside more often. However the kids have several places to go where the adult does have difficulty going. And the barn has more room with fewer goats occupying it.
This year two does were bred for November. The first November kids to arrive were a buck and doe pair. I’m waiting on the others.
Harriet has a wild time when her goats kid in “Capri Capers”.