Showing posts with label 2012 kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2012 kids. Show all posts

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Catch Up


Goat registration paperwork is no joke. It's nearly as full of red-tape as the DMV. And that's saying a lot! It's taken numerous calls and many unanswered emails before my paperwork is even half completed, not to mention how much it costs to register each goat. And these are the trials and tribulations of a milkmaid. 

 I find ADGA very difficult to deal with. Every employee I've talked to has been downright surly. I miss AGS. Sniff. But I'm really trying to keep the ball rolling because I've got buyers who are waiting for paperwork. They've been incredibly patient and I would really love to send them their paperwork. 

Speaking of which, Roly and the Twins have been sold. Roly was sold back in March to a lovely couple who appear to be spoiling her as I would. The Twins went to a great family who will give them more than enough attention. I really love this part of selling goats! The downside is that I miss each and every goat terribly. 




Ps. green smoothies are delicious. Thanks to my friends Cate and MaryKathryn, I was finally brave enough to try one and now I'm hooked! 

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

The Real World.





This little girl, Champagne, is just about grownup! I was out in the barn the other day and I couldn't figure out why she was screeching at me. And then BAM. I realized that her dam, Poppy, is finally weaning her. I bred Poppy to 'Abenero (a buck borrowed from Terri Brown) December 28th (May kids!) so she must be preparing Champagne for life in the real world. 

I feel like I should bake them a cake or something. 

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Della went home...


Es and Pumpkin 


Poppy and I


Chamomile 

Champagne 

Roly
Clover


Hair in mouth, most unpleasant. 

Roly thinks I'm her jungle gym.

Right where I want to be: amidst my tribe. 


Frank enjoying the sun.


...And took way too many pictures. But seriously, I want millions and millions of pictures of my goats everywhere. They make me so very happy. I cannot wait to be home with them for Christmas break. Only three more weeks! I shall survive (somehow) until then.

Thanks to Es for taking the pictures of me and the kids.