|The 3 lighter colored chicks love to attack the black chicks|
Last year, Pippi's kid died at 2 weeks old of some sort of arthritic condition. We knew that Pippi's mother had that sort of issue and had to be put down for it. Pippi's previous owner thought that perhaps Pippi was passing the condition through her milk. So we decided that with Pippi's twins, we didn't want to take any chances. We have bottle fed them from day 1 and need to continue to do so until they reach about 3 months of age. (We keep bandaids on Pippi's teats so the twins don't try to nurse.) They seem to be thriving.
We all love bottle feeding Fred and George. (Though I admit I'll be glad when I don't have to do the night time feedings anymore.) The little goats love us and are extra friendly, always hoping we have a bottle in our hands for them. The way to a goat's heart is through their stomach.
I need to get a picture of Tabby bottle feeding. She quickly learned to feed both goats at once. :)
On another note, Hunter has recently developed an interest in chickens. Before he never really liked them after they grew out of chick stage. He thought they were "boring" because they didn't have motors or use electricity. He's now having fun holding them and says he "loves" them.