We had seven goats on our farm in Georgia :
Blanche, Rose, Jake, Elwood, Earl, Earl and Earl.
They were the sweetest, the most loving creatures and I loved them back as much as I loved our dogs. What a good soul this woman is to help this sweet animal.
“What a good soul this woman is to help this sweet animal.”
Yep, whatever we can do to help the lives of God’s creatures, we should.
That’s why humane husbandry and instant slaughter is a moral imperative. And nothing should be wasted.
We have 3 (4 before Ellie Mae died 2 years ago) that are 'loving' if they think you have a treat for them.
For non-goat 'owners', a treat is most anything you might be carrying or have set down within their reach: the mail, the newspaper, and cardboard box (especially if it has nails, screws or other small items to strew all over the area) bark off of your apple trees, dry leaves, sticks, any wood that is in their enclosure.
Tater chips, biscuits, bread, crackers, peanuts, hard as a rock old rolls, lasagna, beans, paper ID labels on Christmas storage containers...
Jack, Gracie and Casper can be QUITE pesky!
Jack, Casper (brothers), Ellie Mae and Gracie (sisters)