(Friday was such a massively exciting day that I have to break it into three (or four?) parts. Here's part 1, written at 9 am before I knew for sure that Artemesia was going to kid within a few short hours.)
Monte's mom called up Wednesday to remind me that Artemesia could start popping out kids any day now. I was already a ball of nerves, but had to be impressed by the personalized attention. Clearly Artie's boyfriend comes from good stock.
So I watch her tail positioning and the color of her mucous, but try to keep patient. It has to be soon, though. Our poor doe's udder is so humongous she can barely waddle and her teats are already about twice as big as Abigail's were at their peak. My hands are definitely breathing a sigh of relief. (What, your hands can't breathe?)
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