They just look like chickens. Didn’t figure you wanted to see them.
Meet Cream. Or Creamy. Or Creamer. Yet to be determined. 3 week old doeling Alpine/Saanen. Slightly skittish but oh so cute.
And Coffee. Cream/y/er’s twin sister. Tamer, cuter and funnier than her twin – and already the favorite in the barn.
Munch, the LaMancha buckling. No ears is a LaMancha trait. Slightly funny looking, oh so friendly, likes to eat your clothes. He’ll be one month old tomorrow.
They like to hang out on my milking stand. The doelings have been with their momma up until this morning – and now, they lay next to each other with wire in between. The least stressful separation from momma and baby ever, from the looks of things.
Snow. Or Lady Mary Snow White, officially. Coffee and Cream/y/er’s momma – sweeter than any of my other does, and mocking the camera with her tongue, it seems.
Blackie and Roany – my first and second milking does. Blackie’s into retirement from the milking stand. Anybody want a dry goat?
Roany’s milking well for me and being her typical pain in the behind self.
And their no-longer-buck-lings. In other words, wethers. Or supper, one day soon.
That’s what’s in our barn these days. The three babies are all on bottles and the kids – my children, that is – are in love with them. Fun stuff!
Adrienne you never cease to amaze me! I can’t believe what you can accomplish! I love the goats, you are getting quite the herd (or whatever the equivalent term would be for goats). It reminds me of our llama farm, even though they were never useful in anyway, just a hassle.