OK, this is for all of you who thought I could not milk goats. Including me. With a little bit of practice, a lot of patience (and minimal chuckling) from my sister, and some goats that are MUCH more experienced at this than I, we've accomplished our first hand milking. Can't even begin to explain how it feels - it's really something you gotta experience.
This batch of milk is going to feed these babies, and three more that you can't see that are to the right:
Because of the danger of some type of disease that goats get we do pasteurize the milk we feed the kids. The easy thing about feeding them is that they drink out of little troughs (like pigs) so all you do is pour the proper milk into their trough and stand back while they snork it down.
No leftover milk yet, but when we do get some it will go to making cheese for us, and soap to sell. Now, if you're one of my friends you may expect to get some cheese as a gift - but only if I like ya...
Next up? Calling and begging the parts guy to deliver the missing pieces to the milking machine.
This batch of milk is going to feed these babies, and three more that you can't see that are to the right:
Because of the danger of some type of disease that goats get we do pasteurize the milk we feed the kids. The easy thing about feeding them is that they drink out of little troughs (like pigs) so all you do is pour the proper milk into their trough and stand back while they snork it down.
No leftover milk yet, but when we do get some it will go to making cheese for us, and soap to sell. Now, if you're one of my friends you may expect to get some cheese as a gift - but only if I like ya...
Next up? Calling and begging the parts guy to deliver the missing pieces to the milking machine.
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