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Sunday night we decided the breach baby needed to be brought into the house. It is always a hard decision to make, whether to take a baby from its mom, but this little guy still couldn't walk and he was cold and exhausted. We were pretty sure he wouldn't make it through the night.
This picture is of him getting warmed up in the kitchen sink. Nothing works better to warm up a cold animal than soaking them in warm water.
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Once he was warmed up and dried off, I tried to feed him but he wouldn't eat. So, we put him in a large tote for the night, next to the family room Blaze King. Someone needed to get up and feed him through the night and since he refused to eat, that job fell to me. I was only able to force one ounce down his stubborn little throat, that was all!
Monday morning he decided the milk tasted pretty good, started chugging it and hasn't stopped since.
During Sunday night, and off and on Monday, the little guy got "goat" physical therapy. By the time Monday ended he was able to stand on his own.
Monday morning he decided the milk tasted pretty good, started chugging it and hasn't stopped since.
During Sunday night, and off and on Monday, the little guy got "goat" physical therapy. By the time Monday ended he was able to stand on his own.
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Grant took the Monday night feeding for me, thank goodness! It's Tuesday and our little guy is actually starting to walk a little.
Now all he can think about is eating!