Onyx is in inactive labor. A lot of rubbing, stretching, pawing, and she's in a bad mood. He's ligs were loose this morning and this evening they're completely gone. I can touch fingers.
We have bad weather rolling in and, as of 30 minutes ago, Onyx is still browsing with the herd. I keep putting her in the kidding stall, she keeps jumping out. It's causing her more stress to be in it so we're checking on her every 30 minutes for changes. We've got them locked up in the small pasture so she can't go far.
Took the opportunity on my last Onyx check up to snap a few quick shots of Pearl and the buckling. He needs a name. He's really inquisitive and brave, very very smart. We are in love. Also, he has NO horn growth at a week old. I think he's polled like his sire, and if he is we might find an excuse to keep him. Pearl passed her large, wide, brown eyes off to him and he's just
Pearl's udder and vaginal swelling finally went down a little, but she's still got some after birth drainage going so I'm going to have to clean her up to get an udder pic. She hasn't filled in all the way yet, her udder has some growing to do, but it's gorgeous.
Please ignore the goo along her back, I didn't clean her up very well before pictures. She's been wiped down, I don't want her covered in flies.
Last but not least, we have Onyx laughing at us from the comfort of her shady spot. I wish she would stay in her stall. Look at her. She's literally crossing her legs and holding them in!