Yesterday, we sold the goats.
I’m sorry. I know you are disappointed. I am too. I really wanted to learn to milk them, and make goat’s milk soap. And it took a lot of debating within before coming to this decision. But eventually we concluded that it was just what we needed to do.
The goats have been driving us absolutely crazy for months now, getting into everything. We couldn’t keep them off of our vehicles, my laundry wasn’t safe on the clothesline, they were constantly knocking over the trash cans of feed, our fruit trees and berry bushes were never safe, and the garden fence just wasn’t enough to keep them out. Not having a proper fenced in area in place for them has caused quite a hassle. But stubborn me was determined not to be a quitter.
Over the past week though, I’ve really been thinking about our plans for the future, what all we’d like to do on this land, and how we can become even more self-sufficient. As I looked around the homestead, I saw tons of potential; lots of space to plant more gardens, more fruit trees, and berries. But my plans were quickly frustrated as I knew that I would not be able to plant anything else until we had a fence to keep the goat’s in. Allowing them to continue free ranging the entire property simply wouldn’t work if we want to make the most of our land.
We faced two options: Either spend a lot of money to put up a good fence for a goat’s pen, or get rid of the goats.
Was it worth it to keep the goats?
We decided that right now, it is more important to us to spend money on planting food crops and growing our sustainability then to continue with the goats. We can live without goat’s milk for now. And frankly, I don’t even know if I’d like goat’s milk! It seems unwise to keep them, when there are other more important things to invest our time and money in first.
So, I am admitting our mistake. As much as I hate to “give in”, I am definitely taking a lot of knowledge from this experience. I now see how foolish and naive we were to just jump into goat ownership without being at all prepared. It proved to be too much. Next time, we will have a nice fenced in area already in place, a milking stand already built, and a good shelter for them to sleep in… everything ready to go before bringing more goats home.
It’s comforting to know that Mocha and Flurry went to a good home. The couple who came and got them were young, like me and Jerry, but way more experienced. They’ve already raised everything we dream of having one day: cows, horses, goats, chickens, pigs, rabbits, geese, ducks, etc. They had a lot of good tips to share with me, too. They’ve had years of experience raising goats, and I am confident my babies will be well taken care of. Plus, they will have a pot belly pig friend to keep them company, and two little girls to play with them.
Jada was sad to see them go. I was too. I thought it would be easier, considering all of the trouble the goats have been, but I was still very reluctant to say goodbye. Sweet babies. We have had a lot of fun with them. The home feels emptier now. And even though I don’t feel the relief I expected, I do feel a little weight off of my shoulders, and I know we did the right thing.
Now I can begin working on planting more things around the home, and I don’t have to look out the window every 10 minutes (literally) to make sure that the goats aren’t getting into mischief. That makes me happy.