Fall Is Here


This is my most beautiful girl (I think).  She has her mothers friendly and outgoing personality.  She is the loudest goat in the herd.  You can set your clock by this girl, who KNOWS when it's time to milk, and is NOT impressed by the time change.

This is my most beautiful girl (I think). She has her mothers friendly and outgoing personality. She is the loudest goat in the herd. You can set your clock by this girl, who KNOWS when it’s time to milk, and is NOT impressed by the time change.

I hope you are all enjoying the cool fall weather as much as I am!  No, I’m not a winter person at all, but with the onset of cooler temperatures, beautiful fall foliage, and the absence of flies and other pesky bugs, it’s always a welcome change from the heat that can sometimes be stifling here in Central Virginia.  The horses are always very happy about the cooler temps and get really frisky.  The goats however, are not similarly impressed.

Everything I read about my breed, the Alpine, says that they are hardy and do excellent in the harsh conditions of the Swiss Alps.  My girls must not be reading the same books as I do because they do not seem to like winter at all.  While the horses are running around kicking up mud clods, the goats are looking at me as if to say, “WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HEAT?”

For dairy goats, who can get thin at the drop of a hat, mine are pretty portly.  The bucks got sold last summer so that there wouldn’t be any craziness this fall with breeding woes.  I chose not to breed this season while I’m working on my degree full time.  With the extra weight they are carrying (due to lower milk production this time of year and only once a day milking) I expected that they would be only too happy to see the cold air.  But, they are not.  They love nothing more than to lay in the summer sun chewing their cud until it gets too hot.  It’s a little harder to do that when the ground is frosty.

Every girl on the farm is in heat right now.  They are noisy and boisterous and complain constantly about the lack of an attractive suitor.  I should have known they would not be happy about no fall romantic escapades.  Hopefully they will forgive me.  Or at least quit cycling.

It’s a rough life out here, but one I wouldn’t trade for the world.

Wishing you all a wonderful fall!

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