There's a new baby in the house

Her name is Constellation, and she is a Nigerian Dwarf. She is out of S'Mores Pi, who I had sold and have rescued back (along with her daughter) because the lady who had her does not always feed the goats. The breeder has no income, so often has no food for the over 50 animals on her property. Two of my goats have already died of starvation there. It is sad, but S'Mores and Constellation are going to make it.

Because Constellation is a single and there are no other kids her age, she is living in the house. I bought the largest plastic tub I could find. I have caught our young cat Tom Sawyer sleeping with her. I have been sworn to silence about that, but hey, cat's can't read blog posts.

Hey look, I have color-coordinated pets. Tom's brother, Huckleberry Finn, is fine with baby goat as long as she is in her box. Once she is out for playtime, Huck is in a bit of shock that I would inflect this upon him. Ah, and yes, she is wearing a diaper. Our carpet is 30 years old, but we still do not wish to have it stink. I put a newborn diaper on her, but it wouldn't stay on. Baby goats don't have hips like baby humans. So, I decided to buy a XS dog harness for a dollar. But, upon trying that on, it was not long enough to reach. Baby goats have much longer bodies than puppies. So, while holding a baby goat who is bouncing about like popcorn popping, I fashioned a fix with one hand: a strip of canvas patch held on each side with a safety pin.

Pippin, another rescue cat, does not seem to realize that he should be disgusted with Constellation. Pippin is our special needs cat. I honestly believe he suffered some sort of brain injury before we adopted him. But, it is working to our advantage here because Constellation has found a playmate. She seems especially interested in Pippin's twitching tail. Don't worry, I'm staying close to play mommy referee in case play gets rough.

Well, I am typing this while trying to peddle on my FitDesk. This is not working because Constellation is trying to nurse off my ankle. So, it's time to put her back in her box for a nap. And, I need to get peddling!

Update 6/10/2015: Connie has gone to live at my friend Penny's house. Constellation had a umbilical abscess due to poor sanitation conditions at the farm where she was born. The abscess has subsided, but it is still not clear if Connie will be able to be anything more than a pet. Penny does Goat 911, so she knows how to handle this sort of situation much better than I do.