Mower

    Last Monday evening GD burst in the door and say, "You HAVE to come out to the goats!  Tractor had her baby!"

    I didn't believe him at first, but he said, "It's absolutely true!"

    So I went out to this little thing prancing around the barn yard:

Tractor had somehow silently and unassisted birthed her during the afternoon, and the baby was all cleaned up and happily skipping around.

The baby of course is very loved.

The boys named her Mower.  They evidently at some point discussed it, picked out names, and decided who would get what baby.  GD gets this baby, and GE gets Farmer's baby who will be named Bushhog.  I'm sure if Tractor has twins, the boys will let KM take the other baby, but right now KM is happy to just let Mower climb all over her. 

 In my mind, this photo session was going to yield a darling photo of them both cuddling in the basket and gazing with wide eyes at the camera that I would turn in to a vintage-looking print to hang on our office wall.  But Mower was looking for her mother.

This is how Farmer feels about still being pregnant.