There was nothing about Cinderella's birth that surprised anyone on the farm. As I expected, she kidded when I was in the little city last Wednesday. Katherine took care of everything, which basically involved drying off the little buck when he was born. The birth was textbook perfect, and he was trying to stand up and looking for breakfast within ten minutes.
This picture was taken Monday when he was five days old. Yes, he is big! We're already milking his mama, because otherwise he'll get fat, and her production will be pathetic. It's all about supply and demand, and although he is doing his best to demand a lot, one little buck can only eat so much. The little guy will be wethered and sold as a pet.