I was awakened this morning to my dear husband saying "You need to come down to the barn and see your new baby". Of course I thought he was just kidding and that would be a really mean joke as it was 6:30 am on my first day off to be able to sleep in.
We ran to the barn and there was one, no two, no THREE babies. Yes new Nubian triplets. One little doe and two bucks. They are really precious. I have a lot to learn now about milking goats. This will be an adventure!