A goat tradition
A club I once attended
had a saying, "If we hold an event twice in a row, then it becomes a
tradition." With a goat, this is even more true.
it's not quite the season for daily gorging yet. Over the course of
three short days, our goat herd mowed down all of the high rye areas in
our yard, and now there are just patches of newly growing grasses and
clover for them to eat. I guess our girls will have to make do with
half-full bellies for another week or two until the grass catches up
with the overwintering grains. (Or they'll have to resort to eating hay.
As a side note, I was
considering starting to milk Abigail out in the evenings after our milk
production nearly doubled one day this week to a pint during our morning
milking. But when I got our doe on the milking stand that evening, I
discovered that her udders were much emptier than I've ever seen them.
In other words, I'm now confident that Abigail holds back about half of
her morning milk for the little rascal, which means she's likely
producing at least a quart a day (even though she only gives us a cup).
Maybe that one high-production day she just forgot to hold back Lamb
Chop's milk, or he hadn't drunk her quite as dry the night before?
Either way, as I watch Abigail's kid eat a little more grass every day, I
dream of the milk production once he's weaned.
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