The end of winter is drawing near and soon the warm coats will shed. I am going to try to save as much of the hair as I can. Last spring, their coats had burrs and berry stains; this season I did my best to keep them as clean as possible. I am hoping to find someone who will want to use it.
Time to trim hooves. I am dreading that. I don't relish the idea of messing with strong, horned goats who think they are the boss of all that is around them. This job will take at least two strong adults.
My name is Jeanne. For years, I had dreamed of living on a farm in the country and being a dairy goat farmer and cheesemaker. Now that I've moved into a 130-year old home, complete with it's own mill, in the country and rounded up some dairy goats, I plan to chronicle my life learning how to live with nature, with various critters, and all the amenities of rural life on two acres down in the valley. Come take a look-see.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Acorn and Apple
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
A Year and a Half in Brief
Things have really changed since 2009. We no longer have Turnip. He succumbed to urinary calculi. It was a very sad time for us. He was the sweetest and most friendly of the three goats.
We have an addition to our "herd". Yankee, who is actually the son of our goat Juniper. Juniper went to live on a farm to join 4-H; as did Ginger, Clover, and Juniper's sister, Tulip.
Yankee is a sweet Nubian wether who gets bossed around in a big way by the two Nigerian dwarf goats.
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