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She Quit

5 Sep

For some reason earlier this week, Stormy ignored me when I called for her to come get milked.  That’s unusual.  She’s usually first.  When I finished milking the others, she still wouldn’t come.  I went over to lead her to the milk room, and she ran from me.  By that time, I was dealing with allergies, so I refused to chase her down.


I’m not sure she realizes that may be it for her forever.  She’s nine years old.  I’ve never had a goat kid at the age of ten.  Not sure we’re going to start that trend.

What’s even more annoying is that she had really cut down her milk production, and Cinnamon and Clover have really cut down too.  I blame “Back to School Nite” at work.  I had to stay  until 8pm and milk late.  All I got from the two girls tonight is just one quart.  Right before school started, the three girls were giving me over a gallon a day.

I was really hoping to milk Clover through and not breed her.  Now I don’t know what to do.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items listed at the top of my side bar.


Lots of Milk

21 Aug

I am drowning in milk right now.  My freezers are full of gallons for bottle kids and cubes for making soap.

Now that I’ve sold Clover’s kids and get to use her milk too, I’m getting just about a gallon a day.

Clover, Jumbo and Janelle

I have been making yogurt and chevre.

chevre in the bags and yogurt in the jars behind

For the first time, I’m making feta cheese.  We’ll see how that turns out.

I guess it’s a good problem to have too much milk, but going back to work today means I don’t have near enough time to use my milk.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items listed at the top of my side bar.

Before My Coffee

5 Aug

I am not really a morning person, and my mornings seem to be getting more and more busy before I can even get that first cup of coffee in.  It starts with going out to milk my girls. Cinnamon is usually already yelling before I manage to get dressed and out the door.


Before milking, I swing by the chicken building and let the birds out.

stupid roosters

The girls generally beat me to the milk room, but they have to wait for me to get my milking stuff.  Stormy gets milked first.  Then Cinnamon.


I’m trying to avoid letting Dolly come in because her girls are still nursing.  Most mornings I’m not successful, so I do end up milking her too.  Seriously.  Could you resist that face peeking in the door at you (it really is through the door, and there’s a muddy hoof print where her nose is)?


Then I get a pitcher of sweet feed and go to milk Clover.  I have her shut in to keep her kids off her, and I want to make sure she has all she can eat hay to get her strength back.

After milking, I have to go in and take care of the milk.  It is immediately filtered and put in the refrigerator or freezer.  Because Clover was just wormed, I also have to keep her milk separate.


Then I go check on my old ladies.  I have to keep an eye on Minnie. She is old and growing weak.  I know she won’t be around much longer.

Minnie Pearl

Then it’s time to go check Purple 11.  We are still waiting on her calf.

Purple 11

That is generally walking half way out to the back hill; although, I was very happy the morning we had rain to see she was in the barnyard yet.

When I get done with the barnyard chores, it’s time for the house chores.  Sky wants to play.  For some reason, he seems to be a play-in-the-morning kind of pup.

Sky (with the remains of a plant) and Snickers

Bob and Snickers both go in and out of the house several times.


I make sure the dog and cats have food.


Finally, while I’m making Snickers his poached egg, I get to start my coffee brewing.   I’m also usually playing tug-of-war or fetch the ball with Sky while I’m cooking.  He is a maniac.

I think I’m about ready for fewer morning chores.