We were a little worried about Mabel’s second born, Latte, over the weekend. We’d seen both Rupert and Cocoa having good drinks from mum but not Latte. A local farmer visited to check his sheep and he also was a bit worried. Like us, he tried to coax Latte by expressing some of Mabel’s milk and rubbing it on Latte’s nose. Didn’t seem to work.

A few hours later, I found Zeph outside staring at the baby goats, glanced across, and there was Latte feeding. She is nowhere near as robust on the teat as Rupert, who is one huge drinker of mum’s milk. Cocoa seems to be the quiet one and Latte is now very playful and energetic. So I’m hopeful she will be okay. She’s thinner than the other two though.

Meanwhile, Mabel has found her calling in life. She has learnt fast how to be a mum to three baby goats and herds them protectively towards the goat house if she feels uncomfortable. The goat house was built by the local farmer and is a triangular construction with a corrugated iron roof. We’re about to get some bad weather, so I’m pleased the baby goats already call this construction their home. All three curl up together to keep warm. Baby goats need a lot of warmth and protection from bad weather.

I often see Latte jumping up and down. She's now the energetic one and is the boldest of the three kids.

They are now starting to explore their world.