Which of these goats is not like the others?
I never really noticed the difference between our fainting goats
and our dwarf Nigerian goats until this past weekend
when they all moved in together.
That's Stella... the black goat in the middle.
She has a normal sized body and very short legs.
In the past, on occasion, if the gate to the Nigerians is left unlocked,
we invariably find them the next day in the pasture with the Fainting goats....
their segregation being a throw-back to breeding days.
Now that we are no longer breeding
(and our goat population has been dwindling in the past couple years)
we decided to allow both breeds to co-habitate.
The move was easy.
Hubbs enticed the Nigerians to cross the lane into the pasture
with the ultimate Farm treat.... Ritz crackers.
(It seems just about everyone will do just about anything for these treats!)
Stella spent the whole next day blubbering to her new friends.
Blubbering is a mating ritual.
Stella has a little gender confusion (she always has.)
Star (Stella's Mom) and Ash (Star's sister) made the move without a hitch.
The rest of the goats, though a little confused, carried on with their normal routines.
With the exception of 1 ½ inches of rain Sunday night,
we had a lovely holiday weekend.
It's such a beautiful time of year here on the farm!
Tyler spent Saturday and Sunday with us.
He's grown into such a gentle, caring child.
He has no fear of the animals...
freely wandering amongst them.
They have no fear of him as well.
It's fun to watch this young Pied Piper.
My heart is filled to bursting when I watch scenes like this!
Monday ended up being a work day here on the farm.
We tackled some items on the Spring Chore List...
and had a little excitement as well.
(To Be continued, tomorrow....)
Here is our wool back from the mill...
ready to make another rug.
This is core spun that is as thick as my little finger.
It was spun with the wool from all three sheep.
Isn't it lovely?
This roll of wool completely fills the wooden bench of an antique student's desk.