I realized this morning that the new doe hasn’t really had any sun. She lives with Sarabi in the kidding stall, which is a dark corner in the little barn. Plus, I want Sarabi to get used to being away from her off and on. So we brought her inside with a preemie diaper on for awhile this morning. Sarabi howled, but there you have it.
We do have a name for her now. Enjoying a spot of sunshine, Herb of Grace Butternut Rue