Lawn Mower Finally Kidded

The big day finally arrived this past Thursday.  We let the goats out of their enclosure to graze on the weeds that have managed to find to grow with the limited moisture available.  While everyone else quickly ran out of the pen, heading towards freedom, Lawn Mower chose to remain inside the enclosure.  She has been acting quite fatigued the past few days so I did not think much of it.  I did check her out for any tell tale signs she could be getting ready to go into labor, but once again I saw nothing.  So I worked on preparing the vegetable garden while Rick continued building me a milking stall.  We both though kept a close eye on Lawn Mower.
      

After lunch and a short nap, I ate an orange.  Lawn Mower loves oranges.  She loves the fruit and the peeling.  After finishing my orange I gathered up the peelings and went out to give them to her.  She sniffed but reused to partake.  Lawn Mower refusing orange peelings is like a child saying no thank you to cake and ice cream.  I knew something was up.  I immediately checked her out and there were noticeable differences from that morning.  Lawn Mower was finally going to kid. 

     

I cannot go anywhere without a herd of goats following me, all wanting to be scratched.  I wanted to be with Lawn Mower but she wanted to be alone, away from the other goats.  It soon became apparent to me the only solution was to lock the rest of the goats in the vegetable garden.  Once that task was accomplished Lawn Mower stopped relocating her heavy body from one location to another, and now just concentrated on her contractions, which were coming more apparent.  A little after 4pm on Thursday Lawn Mower pushed her first baby out.  Like a good mommy she soon went to the task of cleaning up the kid.  Pushing the second kid out went much faster and was accomplished around 4:25pm.  Lawn Mower is now the proud momma to twin boys.