Bob waits for me. He watches for me. He is very smart. I fed him once in the corner and now he goes to that corner for his food. I am giving him second cut hay with alfalfa in it, premium stuff. He is not much interested in eating the good weedy hay the goats thrive on, but he enjoys the hay I give him. He is not eating nearly enough though. He picks through and eats a little of this and that. For his size, he should eat lots of hay in a day and he is not, yet he is eating.
He is not stumbling around and seems more sure of his feet. He has a bit of trouble rising from lying down, but so do I. Maybe that comes with age. I am rooting for him, doing what I can and loving him.
In the meantime, I let the Cotswolds in with the Tunis sheep yesterday and today, let the Babydolls in too, plus moved the Icelandic and Shetland girls in with them. The Tunis ram, Thomas, was very interested in the new girls and is making sure they do not need his services. They are running from him rather than standing, so I am quite sure that Gandalf and Gunnar did their jobs well. When I can get a few more bodies, I will move the ewes in with the others and put the rams back in with the rams. Then feeding and watering will be so much simpler. 7 pens was 5 times more work than rams in one and ewes in the other.
Keep cheering for Bob in the best way you know how. Thanks. He is a wonderful addition to the Fat Ewe Farm and I love him dearly.