She loved nothing more than walking into your lap and cuddling with you for as long as she could. Not sure how many of you that come to our site have seen Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. If you have seen it, and remember Clarice, then you know what Cali's temperment was like. It was like she existed to make your day.
Cali was accidentally bred by her cousin, Marly, back around December 23, 2010.
On May 22,2011 at 6pm, she started going into labor. It was soon discovered that she was having a problem with birthing. We called many, many, many people & vets to try and find someone to come and help us, as our hands were too big to get around the kid's head.
By 11pm the kid had passed away without being born.
We finally got ahold of a vet(Plymouth Animal Hospital) at around 11:30 to Midnight, that told us that they had never worked with goats, but if we could make the hour's drive to bring her there, they would try to help her. So, we loaded her into the SUV and off we went.
We got to the Plymouth Animal Hospital at around 1am, and the doctor who met us there started trying to retrieve the kid.... no success. His hands were too big also. He called one of the other doctors in to help. She got herself & her 8yr old son out of bed to come and help.
At 2:25 in the morning, Cali's single chamoise buckling was finally retrieved. The doctors gave Cali a shot of antibiotics and cleaned her up and we thanked them profusely for all they did to help her. They didn't think they did much at all, but after so many people and vets telling us, "Nope, can't help you"... they did SO much!!
We brought Cali home, and we placed her in the trailer to keep her away from the hens & other goats.
Two of us had a trip to make that morning, so we had a quick rest and went on our way.
We came home and immediately asked how she was doing, and recieved the news... Cali passed away at around 2-2:30 that afternoon.
We took a couple days to process everything from those last 24 hrs. Of course, there were the thoughts of, 'If only... why didn't we... etc.'. But we all knew(and know) that there was nothing we could have done.
We found an area on our property for her to be buried. Once the hole was dug, we made a bed of hay, gently laid her down, covered her with white & purple lilacs, more hay, and then layers of dirt & rocks, so predators would have vast difficulty getting to her(if they were/are so inclined). Next year we will be planting everbearing strawberries on her gravesite. Strawberries were her favorite, after all.
Rest in peace, our beloved little Cali...