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Welcome, Peony!

Welcome, Peony!

We have our third doe! We brought Peony home on Friday evening. After losing to the odds and winding up with all buck kids this spring, we had no choice but to outsource. We found a wonderful couple who helped us with disbudding our kids, and they happened to have a few doelings available. I don’t really believe in things that are ‘meant to be,’ but when we found out her name was Peony when we had decided to have a plant…

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Dairy Goat Misconceptions

Dairy Goat Misconceptions

I love cows. When we were first talking about a dairy animal, I was really hoping for our own little Jersey or Dexter cow. Conceding that goats would probably be the more practical dairy animal for beginners was tough. Fortunately, Pepper and Flora have proven that just because “they” say all goats act a certain way, it’s not necessarily true.  I’ve been following several goat groups online, and have recently come to the conclusion that our goats don’t have any idea…

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The End of Kidding Season

The End of Kidding Season

Kidding season is awfully short when you only have two goats! Just like that, we’re done. When Steve went out to the barn this morning he could hear maa-ing from outside. He figured it was Pepper, who has been particularly vocal now that she has kids to herd around. However, as he got Pepper up onto the milk stand he realized that it was Flora calling out instead. Flora has been pretty much silent since we brought her home, so her sudden…

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Crying Over Spilt Milk

Crying Over Spilt Milk

… no goat kids yet. Flora has been separated from the others so that she can have some privacy and rest these last few days. Still, she continues to keep us guessing. Who do you think will deliver first: Flora, or April the giraffe? I’m not holding my breath over the giraffe calf, but I am eager for Flora to get down to business.  You guessed it: a freshened goat means more dairy! Milk has been our running theme as…

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Mud, Mud, Mud… and some Milk

Mud, Mud, Mud… and some Milk

Our quiet winter days have come to an abrupt end. Not that we ever have anything quiet around here; we do have three boys aged seven and under. Perhaps I should have said ‘uneventful’ rather than quiet. Gone are the moments of peacefully watching sap boil, we’re now full into milking, seed starting and mud. So far we’ve started onion, broccoli, pea and butternut squash indoors. The bay window in the front of our house has trays of seedlings set before it,…

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