She finally learned to play!! We were very sad when we realised she never played as a kid no leaping, no rearing, no romping. It took Coffee over two years to "catch up" mentally to where I think she is functioning at about 90% of a "normal" adult doe. Her twin sister is a normal, happy AlpineX milker with normal proportions. She is an Alpine cross, but seems to have TRUE dwarfism full-sized goat body, thick, short legs, big head. She head-presses and rocks like an Autistic child when she is confused, but I just let her press her forehead on my chest and we rock together. Also, as she got older, we let her romp around the pastures with us, and she would frequently "forget" where she was she'd scream until we "found" her and just had to remind her where the house was and give her a little shove in the right direction.Ĭoffee has her quirks, but she is a loving pet. She was more floppy, and a bit confused all the time hollering for me, even when I was right in front of her. As she got stronger, it was obvious she wasn't as kid-like as her twin sister. She couldn't walk (well, never even tried!) for 3 days, so I toted her around and she slept by my bed in a laundry basket. So I gave her a bottle of colostrum from her own mother, and bottle fed her. The folks who I was staying with basically said "momma knows something is wrong with that one, so let her die". I believe the correct, PC term is Autistic, but I always tell folks my little Coffee has Goat Downs Syndrome!Ĭoffee was abandoned by her momma a birth momma took the twin off to another corner and left Coffee alone. I'm sure that's why she's a retardo, but she's my girl. Sissy had been oxygen deprived before I revived her after we got her delivered. As I recall Sissy was being delivered back feet first she looked like a wet 2.5 foot long bath towel. They were 5 years old in March of this year. I raised Sissy and the first little boy Tat on bottles and my doe Tabetha raised the last two boys. Two more backward boys were then delivered. After about a 35 to 45 minute delay until my dad arrived did we get Sissy delivered. At the time I called my dad to come over and help me with tabetha because I know she had more in there. I named him Tat and I kept him in a clothes basket for 7 days until he's little legs were strong enough for him to get out of the basket on his own. My doe had the first one born when I got home from work and he was so tiny and his little front legs were not straight, my doe just walked off and left him and wasn't tending to him at all, but he servived. As I recall she was the second one delivered and didn't show any sign of life what so ever and my dad that was delivering them said this ones dead and I said oh no she's not dieing on me and I started swinging her around by her hind feet while my other hand suported her under her breast bone, I swung her several times and blew into her nose for what seem like for ever and when I saw her take her first breath on her own I was a happy, happy mom. I to have a 5 year old sweet as can be airhead, retarded Nubian doe, She was delievered backwards and was a quad in 2003.
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