Baby goats at The Brighton Show today.
These kids are drinking and getting fat on the same milk I use in my soaps. They were gorgeous, and I loved being able to meet the mother goats who supply my milk.
Here is one of the milking does my Goat’s Milk comes from.
It was a long hot day, which is why I’m catatonic on the couch right now. Not sure the Brighton Show is my target demographic, but it was lovely weather and I got to stand and work barefoot on the grass. Very nice.
Now. zzzzzzz
I remember when my mum kept goats and the step siblings who were the best milkers would draw a target on the fence and have contests at milking time to see who could squirt the furthest and who could hit the bulls eye. Shocking waste of milk, but I don’t drink milk so I didn’t care. They still came in with three full buckets of milk though. So long ago now.
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