These Crazy Animals: What's Next? Goats?

     With the amount of animals we have, you would think that a petting farm would be of no interest to Caleb and Lucas, but they love going to Hunt Club Farm.  They chase the Hunt Club's chickens, take a pony ride, and spend quite a bit of time feeding and brushing the goats.  The goats at Hunt Club Farm are extremely cute and very gentle.  (Also, Hunt Club keeps the goat area deceptively clean, as though their particular goats don't leave the vast amount of droppings goats are  known for.) I'm pretty sure this is why Caleb and Lucas both want us to get goats.  Lucas went so far as to pick out the very goat he wanted, a large Nubian at Hunt Club.  After feeding this particular goat a handful of sweet feed, he turned to me and said, "Yes, this is the one," as though we were picking out a shirt to wear.  

Caleb and Lucas brushing a friendly Hunt Club Farm goat.

     So last year I checked out a couple books on keeping dairy goats.  Here's the thing about dairy goats:  You have to milk them twice a day.  Twice a day, every day.  That is, let this sink in, twice a day even if you are sick, even if it is sleeting, even if you want to go to an out of town, even if you are running late for work and are supposed to meet your boss at Panera for breakfast in 20 minutes.  I don't know about you, but this is the kind of relationship I don't enter into lightly!  

     There are other difficulties to consider, too.  To get milk, goats need to be bred, so you have to find someone with a male goat (If you keep a male on the premises, it makes the milk taste bad).  You also have to deal with the birth, de-budding (burning off the horns), and bottle raising of the kid (baby goat).  Then you have to find a home for the kid.  And this has to take place every year that you want milk!

     After reading about all this, you would think the goat idea would be banished from my mind forever.  But like a puzzle, my mind keeps returning to goats and working out the logistics.  Especially after Rebecca's friend, Jesse, brought us a half gallon of goats' milk to try - it was creamy with a wonderful fresh taste, and it immediately (although temporarily) cured the stomach issue I had been suffering with for about 10 days.

"Do you love me?  Do you want to be my friend?"

So here's what I came up with so far...

Raising goats will only work for us with good neighbors, and we have good neighbors.  With careful planning we can schedule a goat sharing program where each of our 3 families would take a couple days of the week to milk and care for the two goats, and any milk collected on those days would be kept.  Of course, we would need to be flexible to work with anyone who needed time off for illness or vacation.

One particular neighbor raised goats for years and is completely familiar with the process of breeding, so we would have a knowledgeable mentor, and I've been assured that finding a home for a good milk goat kid is not a difficult process.

"Please feed me!"

Some of the other issues such as food, shelter, fencing, etc. still need to be worked out, but with the biggest issue of my commitment-phobia cleared up, we may just see goats within the next year or two!  

To all you goat keepers out there, what are your biggest challenges?  I'd love to hear from you!