The goat lady (Who I got my goats from) and her family went South for the long weekend. She asked me if I could take care of her goats. I said sure. She has helped me out a lot.
I did chores with her a few times and I could not milk her goats! My goat has a small bag and easy to milk (We got it all figured out) Her goats have basket ball size udders and teats that are like leather.
I was worried, she said not to worry, as long as I toss them food and make sure they have water they goats can miss four milking. Well, before she left I tried again, and I was able to milk! It takes me awhile and I'm popping Advil and my hand swell up at night, but that's cause I'm not used to it. One of the goats is a real pain to milk. Big bag, long teat, small opening and to big to get on the stand, I have to kneel at her side. She liked to put her foot in the milk pail and smack my face with her tail!
But besides milking the four goats I have to:
Bottle feed four baby goats
Feed two bucks
Feed 15 does
Feed 10 geese/ducks
Feed 20 rabbits
Feed 2 chinchillas
Feed 2 pigs
Feed 3 sheep
Feed the barn cats
Feed about 10 adult goats
When I say feed, I also have to make sure that they all have water too. It takes me about an hour and a half to do all this. This has cured me of wanting any more animals! Tonight the pigs knocked over the big water tank so I had to fill that up, I got sprayed pretty good with the water. I smelled like a goat when I got home so I took another shower.
Oh, shy guy asked me to take a road trip with him on Sunday. So I'm skipping church and going with him. We are going to little Norway? It's about a 3 hour drive south of us. It will be an all day thing.
6 hours ago