Raising Faline was a breeze. The next spring, my real challenge came. Instead of one fawn, I had three, only a few days apart!
Now instead of one bottle, there
were three bottles. Now, the first thing I learned was that Daisy, Lily, and
Clover each had their own favorite nipples. There was no switching them.
Not too much of a problem when
they were on one bottle each. Although holding three bottles at one time was a
bit tricky. At first I tried preparing
six bottles with six nipples. But they would have nothing to do with the new
nipples, they wanted their original nipples.
Wow! What an uproar when it was
time to change bottles! At just about
the same time they would all three suck their bottles flat. I had to snatch
them out of their mouths, remove the nipples, and replace them on the three filled
In the mean time, I was attacked
by three obviously starved babies, bawling and mewing, leaping into my lap and
trying to suckle any bit of my skin their lips could reach… and all this while
trying to screw the nipples on three full bottles without spilling anything!
They were in a shaking frenzy in
the few seconds it took me to make the switch. Then trying to unlatch three
fawns from my ear lobes, throat, and … ahem… anything else they could reach and
getting the RIGHT nipple into the RIGHT mouth caused a few exciting moments.
I can honestly tell you there
absolutely are no words to describe adequately the sensation of a lip-lock on