Next morning, bright and early, I got up to go out and milk. I saw immediatly that milking would have to wait a bit, as Kasaw was in the process of having a baby! The baby bag was visible, so I called my family on the cell phone and brought Kasaw into the birthing stall. Kasaw didn't seem to know she was in labor, she just would walk around a bit then squat a bit, then walk around some more. She never made a sound, except when she wanted me to stay with her. When Mom got out, she advised me to check the other pens out and make sure that Kasaw hadn't given birth to a baby before I got out there. I did that & when I passed the pen where we were keeping Cherokee by herself, I said jokingly. "Maybe a baby jumped over the gate to see Cherokee". I peeked in and there was Cherokee dead. What a damper on a day that was supposed to be joyful. The only thing that I could think of was "The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, Blessed be the name of the Lord." I went back in with Kasaw and delivered a little boy. Mom thought that that was the only baby, but I was convinced that there was another. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Kasaw had a little girl! The friends that saw Grommette's birth bought them and named them Cow and Cappuchina.