So, you know how they tell you not to jump into a new relationship
right away after a very important breakup? That's extremely good
advice. The trouble is that Aurora started screaming the minute we
carried her mother out of the barn. For her sake, we couldn't wait. So
we went to check out John and Jeanne's farm in Lee County.
I'd already cried a couple of gallons at that point, but was doing my
best to put on a good face. Still, I have to admit I wasn't 100% as I
picked out our new doeling from a herd of twenty contenders.
How can I be so sure I was off the mark? Well, when we got our new
doeling home, she peeed...without squatting...and I realized we'd
accidentally purchased a wether. Oops. Now what're we gonna do?
Maybe you need that little whether to be a neutralizer, so if you go ahead and do get your doeling, maybe you can just keep him.I was so touched by all your readers' comments, so heart-felt and healing. Very good to look up Juliette de Bairacli Levy, and maybe let the goats browse for their own nutrients? I don't think the point is really to examine what you did wrong, if you did, but how you can balance letting this herd forage independently, with your training them.
btw, I've just discovered a new Thoreau, who actually lived twice as long as Thoreau did, on his own, but in solitude, in the woods on a little farm in W NC, Thomas Crow Ransom, and wish you could put his book, from 2005, Zoro's Field, My life in the Appalachian Woods, on any list of mutual reads for us, the way you did with Thoreau?? Mainly because this writer's personality and honesty really is the main thread, which yours, in this blog is, too!!