Once again, I missed it!! Sweet Candy, my yearling doe, was due November 1. Lo and behold, she delivered in the cold two days before her due date. I had left the ranch to attend my son's last regular season football game. Sweet Candy was looking big, but she was eating normally and hanging with the herd. Nothing seemed to be happening. Midway through the first quarter of the game, I got a phone call from the lone child at home. Sure enough, Sweet Candy had delivered twins. The babies were tiny and fragile; the white doeling was alive and well, while the black buckling struggled for air. My daughter tried to revive him, but he quickly faded. The game was a blow out on our part, so I cut out during the final minutes of the first quarter to rush home to the new family. I placed the wee doeling in the warm shelter and had to catch mom to get her in. We decided to call the doeling Angel, a fitting name with her white fluff and blue eyes. Mom and baby are warm, snuggley, and doing incredibly well.