It was past time to start kidding again. Two days past time. This fact alone was making me a bit nervous. Now throw in the fact that it was a first time doe, although she is a 2 year old. Finally, she was in labor on Monday evening. It was a hard pull. A very hard pull. C section was crossing my mind. Luckily, Muret was here. He held the horns while I ran the chains. And it was the dreaded single, buck kid. Any time there is a hard birthing, you can bet it will be a single, buck kid. The doe did her part pushing and I have felt smaller pelvic area. The kid was big. Really big. And no, he didn’t make it. Hopefully, this is the end of this stuff.