Friday before heading to the beach, we rounded up the goats.
Most had actually been staying down in a hollow, hopefully eating weeds and rose bushes.
When we got them into the holding field for the night they made a bee line to start eating pigweed.
Saturday morning's sunrise was gorgeous.
We got an early start getting the goats to the barn.
Then the sorting began. This sorting involved the larger wethers from last year, cull nannies and yearling nannies we didn't like. We tagged 47 to send. I had also sorted out two smaller doelings. The person that bought the two semi bottle goats a couple of week ago said her neighbors had fallen in love with them and wanted two females to begin homesteading with. Joe headed out with the trailer load, the other buyer took their two, and I went to the beach. That night Joe said when he got to the market they only counted 46 head. I insisted that I had used 47 tags. The next day Joe said he found the 47th one back out with the rest of the herd. Somewhere between tagging and loading she had escaped. Goats can be tricking that way.
3 comments:
I'm glad she was found.
Have you found the goats profitable? We have about 80 acres of brushy land that the cows and horses aren't interested in, wondering if goats could work.
Oh I love that sunrise photo! I have always loved when mountains look layered with mist and who doesn't love an orange sky!
Glad you got the goats all sorted and off to market, and still had time for the beach.
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