She has "bagged up" in just the past few hours. I was down in the pen feeding and brushing everybody late this morning and discreetly peeked at everybody's business to see if anything was happening. It wasn't, then. Now her udder looks fit to burst.
In the neck-and-neck race to motherhood between Chardonnay and Fritzen, I think that Chardy has just pulled ahead. Now I can only hope that she doesn't deliver while I'm out of town this weekend, leaving Bill to be Ob/Gyn and Neonatal nurse all by his lonesome.
If she's still pregnant tomorrow, I'll try to get a picture of her udder for reference. Thank God for digital cameras! Can you imagine me taking my film in to Costco and having a whole roll of up-close shots of goat jumblies developed? The cops and/or PETA would be kicking in my door.