It was a distressing time and, as we have had a couple of cases like this now, I decided to ask our vet to call in on his way to the surgery. There are a number of things that may have caused her to bloat so suddenly and severely, but the only way to tell for certain is to have her sent off for post mortem at the government lab in Winchester. We have done this on several occasions in the past and it is really the only way to learn the cause of death in certain cases. So, Peter took my little girl away and we await the results.
As I think I have said before, kidding is a lovely time for all the new babies but it is also the most stressful time of year. We often have to put a brave face on things, especially when we are out in the public eye delivering cheese or selling at markets .. under the surface we are often heartbroken and upset. Unless you have animals yourself, you cannot imagine the pain of losing your babies when you are often powerless to help them. All you can do sometimes is just hold them, comfort them and be there for them as they slip away.
Anyhow .. onto more cheerful matters!!!
As most of the kidding is out of the way now, David decided that we should spend a couple of days mucking out while the weather wasn't too bad. So, we moved all the milkers to one side of the barn, dismantled all the gates on the other side and off David went in his tractor. We bought a second-hand dung fork last year to fit the smaller, older tractor and it was worth every penny. David reckons that it can scoop about a ton of muck in one go! It just makes the job so much quicker for him. It's a vicious looking bit of kit though - I think it looks rather sinister!
So, as they are both a lovely dark chocolate brown, I think we can safely assume that young Caffrey did the deed! If it had been Bramling, the kids would almost certainly have been white. So, that's another mystery solved.