Around the beginning of
January, goat greenery seemed to screech to a halt. Our does had been
gorging on honeysuckle and oat leaves since September, but pickings were
finally getting slim. Don't get me wrong --- none of the plants were
completely wiped out. But Abigail told me the juice wasn't worth the
squeeze.
When the herd queen
speaks, I listen. So I changed gears, cutting the fresh greenery out of
their daily diet and replacing it with an afternoon feeding of butternut squash, carrots, apples, and clementine peels instead. Since I missed spending time with the herd, I also took them out in the woods for walks
a couple of times a week, but there wasn't really much for our girls to
eat out there. Instead, they were reduced to living on their daily
rations plus an unlimited supply of hay.
Fast forward ahead nearly
a month, and suddenly those slim pickings seemed worth eating once
again! Mark would be horrified by this shot of the clutter beside our
barn, but the debris did its job well --- it prevented me from grazing
our herd on a lone patch of honeysuckle, saving those leaves for a
midwinter treat. Meanwhile, I let the girls have a couple of brussels
sprouts plants that had seen better days, and I'm hoping that once the
snow melts later in the week our goats might be willing to munch on low
oat leaves once again as well.
Good thing too --- we've
finally run out of homegrown goat carrots and the butternut stores are
even getting a little bit low. Friday night, I dreamed of tall grass,
rich and ready for our goats to browse. I love the restful season of
winter, but I'm beginning to anticipate the bounty of spring.