Today I decided it was time for the Boer mom, the one with the triplets, to be moved out of the barn and into an outside pen. She has been living in cramped quarters with her babies ever since they were born. Between the fact that they all had such a rough start of it, and the cold weather, I felt it best to keep them confined. But now, the babies are strong and are in need of a more leg room.
We had a rodeo of sorts while moving them out. It was only Hannah and I, and we had our hands full. Hannah carried two babies, while I lead the mother and carried the third baby. As we left the barn panic ensued. The babies were crying and mom was dragging me all over the place while she frantically searched for her crying babies.
Some how we made it through the horses and into the north pasture where the outside pens are set up. Hannah had to put one of the babies down in order to open the gate. We made it to the pen, opened it and ussured everyone in. Well, almost everyone.
That baby Hannah set down by the gate was crying miserably. It was being chased by Nester, our curious Llama. Nester had his head down, trying to sniff the uncooperative baby. The baby was not having any part of it. The chase was a sight to see :).
Poor Nester can't do his job unless he knows who belongs and who doesn't. That's why every spring as the new kids arrive he takes it upon himself to sniff and get to know each one. I love to watch him do it, he is very gentle. It is as if he is saying to the babies, "Come little ones, let me be your protector and champion."
We had a rodeo of sorts while moving them out. It was only Hannah and I, and we had our hands full. Hannah carried two babies, while I lead the mother and carried the third baby. As we left the barn panic ensued. The babies were crying and mom was dragging me all over the place while she frantically searched for her crying babies.
Some how we made it through the horses and into the north pasture where the outside pens are set up. Hannah had to put one of the babies down in order to open the gate. We made it to the pen, opened it and ussured everyone in. Well, almost everyone.
That baby Hannah set down by the gate was crying miserably. It was being chased by Nester, our curious Llama. Nester had his head down, trying to sniff the uncooperative baby. The baby was not having any part of it. The chase was a sight to see :).
Poor Nester can't do his job unless he knows who belongs and who doesn't. That's why every spring as the new kids arrive he takes it upon himself to sniff and get to know each one. I love to watch him do it, he is very gentle. It is as if he is saying to the babies, "Come little ones, let me be your protector and champion."