The above photo is seconds after I discovered them inside the goat house, so you're seeing exactly what I saw (minus my jaw hanging open, obviously). I had zero idea that she was pregnant. We don't keep any bucks, nor do our nearest neighbours. There was a ram in with her but shoats (sheep/goat hybrids) are too rare to be a possibility. If I do the maths, she was covered in late November last year, just before I took her son away. The kids, both does, have Boer goat markings like him.
So far the kids seem healthy, despite having a brother for a father. I think the saying goes "If it works, it's line breeding and if it doesn't, it's inbreeding". Then you eat your mistakes and try again.
5 comments:
Mom Goat clearly regrets nothing.
Well that was a pretty awesome surprise! Congratulations, especially in view of them both being does!
There's a town near us with a reputation for family trees like that...
Well done Mum (which one's that?) for just getting on with it :)
Oedipus rocks!
I love how you get to eat your mistakes!
Delish.
barb
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