After have gotten up once during the night already I lay in bed half awake trying to decide whether I should get up yet again. Her bleats were a steady rhythm, could be a mama calling for her baby, I thought to myself. As I faded in and out of sleep I realized they were growing more intense with panic (and pain).
(some photos are naturally graphic so be aware)
No Butterfly McQueen, but there's been lots of birthin' babies at Goats Rock Ranch! I had to re-blog; so let your fingers do the walkin' round the pictures of new kids being born...it doesn't get any cuter than this! Thanks Michelle. :0)