tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12235210715245163682012-02-16T21:03:37.394-07:00laurie's farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17933043375111202067noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1223521071524516368.post-49727049749526492982008-12-07T00:14:00.000-07:002008-12-07T00:23:04.164-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1ZwCbNK6rE/STt43leIaxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qiqe9Ou9LRU/s1600-h/bottlebaby01.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I1ZwCbNK6rE/STt43leIaxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qiqe9Ou9LRU/s320/bottlebaby01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276944284741298962" /></a><br /><p>I had 6 new goatlings born on the farm this month. One darling little doeling got separated from her dam right after she was born, and when I came home from work I found her out in the buck pasture all alone and asking someone to come help her and feed her. </p><p>I tried to get her dam to accept her, using a few different techniques but alas, none of them worked so I have been bottle feeding her several times a day. And night...</p><p>I call her "Baby". She has a sister who I call "Sister".</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1223521071524516368-4972704974952649298?l=lauriesfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>laurie's farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17933043375111202067noreply@blogger.com2