My grandma Edna had dairy goats. When my sister and I were little, we made her tell us over and over her "goat stories". It must have caused me some sort of brain damage because I've always wanted to get some goats, even though her stories were the kind that would make you never want any goats (goats playing on top of a brand new Cadillac, goats that got in the house, that sort of thing).

So what follows are our goat stories, dedicated to my grandma Edna. And the stories of our supreme dog, Sadie Lady, our feisty cock-a-tiel Sami, our horses Skipper and Peanut, Tess the goat-guardian donkey, and our three goats, Edna, Daisy and Blue Belle.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Oakmoon Farm Goat Husbandry Class

I went to Cynthia Swain's Goat Husbandry Class at Oakmoon Farm in Bakersville NC. I attended her cheese making class last April and learned a lot about cheesemaking. The Goat Husbandry class was wonderful. Learned lots about goat care, some tricks to the trade and got to practice hoof trimming on some of her goats. Thought this was interesting, not sure about the science of it, but she said if you want to be up all night during kidding season then feed your goats at night. If you want the kids born during the daytime then feed the goats in the morning. Goats want to get that last meal before they kid, so they will put off delivery if it's close to feeding time. They start milking their goats once per day (feeding time) in September and they do it in the morning.

Her husband Dewain taught the portion of the class related to fencing and shelters. I told him he should write a book, because his goat stories were hilarious and he had us all laughing. Having lived on a small farm now for 7 years, I can attest to his profound statement. "When you do any sort of project do it permanently from the beginning, rather than temporary with the intention to come back later and make it permanent, because on a farm, temporary becomes permanent."

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