03/23/2026
Warning if you don't want to see deceased baby goats then this isn't a post for you
I wanted to show people the side of breeding that people don’t post about. The part that breaks you.
On Wednesday, March 18th, 2026, we lost all three of Bake’s babies. Three little bucklings that never got the chance to stand, to nurse, to live. She carried them, protected them, and in the end… we couldn’t save them.
We rushed her to the vet at 1am on March 19th 2026, for the 3rd and final baby. Watching that happen helpless, knowing how this will end, it’s something I wouldn’t wish on anyone. This isn’t the “cute farm life” people see online. This is the reality. The risk. The heartbreak.
Bake is alive, and I am beyond grateful for that. She’s eating, drinking, walking, and healing. But she knows. You can see it in her eyes, hear it when she cries out for babies that aren’t there. And that sound will stay with us for a long time.
We will definitely not breed her again since she is a face that puts smiles on people's faces, she is such a crazy and attitude filled goat that we want around for a long long time...
If you’re thinking about breeding goats, or any animal please understand what comes with it. It’s not just new life. It’s loss. It’s guilt. It’s sleepless nights, second guessing every decision, wondering if you could’ve done more.
We do everything we can. And sometimes it still isn’t enough.
Hold your animals a little closer tonight. Life on a ranch isn’t always beautiful but it is real.