...in the immortal words of John Prine, sung so poignantly by Bonnie Raitt, and from one of my all time favorite songs - "Angel from Montgomery." I can't believe so much time has passed, but it is all good. I have been flying solo for nearly three years now, and my focus in that time has been rebuilding and moving forward in all areas of my life, and I honestly believe I am better than I have ever been. Who would have thought I would just be hitting my stride in my fifties?
I purchased a new outcross buck over the summer of 2021, and his first kids have just been hitting the ground. Virginia wanted to name him Napoleon Dynamite, but I steered her towards just plain Napoleon, as I thought he might need a slightly more dignified moniker as he grows to maturity. I picked him out sight unseen, from only a baby picture and pedigree page. He has an old goat of mine in his lineage, and I liked his frame. I thought he would be a solid outcross to what I have left on the farm and I hope his frame indicates what he's going to be as a mature buck. Here is a particularly bad photo of him in the weeds. So far, so good with him. He is hardy and he Famachas well. I will be interested to see how the kids do and plan to keep his doelings if all goes well.
As fortune would have it, the first of his kids to be born were out of a doe by Red and out of a GHK doe by Wild Bill (Terminator lines). My goal had been to bring together multiple strands of Terminator for parasite tolerance and resistance, and this doe is full sister to the young buck I plan to use as a breed back buck to some of Napoleon's daughters in the future. The GHK doe was a Rusty Rita daughter, and died when this buckling and his twin were about a month old. He became Oliver Twist and she because Little Orphan Annie. Annalee is still disgusted that I named them that, but it was the natural choice and we've had so many goats now that sometimes we must take the path of least resistance. These names are at least slightly more creative than some of the others. Case in point are our goats Polite Goat, Talkative Goat, and Crazy Goat.
The second set of Napoleon kids are out of a goat that Virginia named back during her Thomas the Tank Engine phase, and I had not realized was about ten years old. I was looking back through my old blog entries and had posted pictures of Thomas as a yearling. She's the grand old dame of the farm now and pretty much runs the place, just as did her dear old mother, Marshmallow. Marshmallow was our first registered Kiko doe - purchased from BBM Farms when they dispersed their herd. She was a tremendous doe and was productive into her teens. It looks like Thomas will follow in her mother's footsteps. Thomas' sire was our solid black buck, BBM Nick's X232. Her twin daughters reflect that color history. I certainly hope these doelings grow well and ensure these longevity laden lines remain well represented in my herd.