Moon kidded on Friday, July 10th, on day 145. It started out as a normal kidding, and then stalled out completely. She stopped contracting and pushing, and just lay down for a rest. It seemed she was saying, "Please just make this go away." I went in for a feel, which made her contract, but there were a number of parts that didn't match all jumbled up, and I couldn't seem to sort it. A dear friend went in with the same results. So, it was off to the vet, another dear friend and my boss as well (we'll call her K), for some help. Here's Moon with her new little buckling just after his birth.
Donald (named after K's 98 year old father, who passed away the next day) was the first baby pulled, followed by a stillborn doeling. The doeling was all broken and twisted inside the doe. So strange. I imagine she got hit by another doe some days before the birth. Because it was so tangled up, it's back end as well as it's front were presenting at the same time. Hence the confusion with all the body parts.
It's sad to have lost one, but I'm thankful Moon seems to be doing so well, and little Donald is such a friendly, quirky little guy. We're enjoying him a lot. Here are a few more pics from K's yard after Moon was all finished up. She went straight for the raspberry bushes. :) Smart girl.