Artemesia still has four weeks to go. But as you probably noticed in Mark's post yesterday, she looks very, very pregnant. I'm pretty sure she's got at least twins in there because I felt kicking at the same time this week in belly areas about eight inches apart. But I have a sinking suspicion she might be carrying triplets.

Between the worm scare and her growing kids, Artie needs a lot of high-quality nutrition. The trouble is, there literally isn't room in her belly any more for her to eat much at any one time. So I have her on a three times a day feeding schedule. Concentrates in the morning, as much fresh greenery as we can muster this early in the season at lunchtime, then concentrates in the evening. On hotter days, she doesn't really want to eat at noon, though, so I have to move everything a little later.

(Yes, I do obsess over our dear little goat. How could you tell?)

In other news, no one nibbled at my goat-sale post, so it looks like Abigail will be going to the butcher in about a month. From a purely financial perspective, I think that's actually the better choice since Abigail will provide quite a lot of high-quality pastured stew meat. Whether I cry when we drop her off remains to be seen.

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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.



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