Life is Good.
There is nothing quite like it, when you wake up early as usual, roll over to look out the window at your goats just starting to get up and move around, patiently waiting for me to come out to feed them. They are what helps me get up each day.
This morning, was the same, except to my pleasant surprise, I see that my husband is already in the process of putting their feed in the troughs. That extra hour of sleep was very welcome this morning, having stayed up well past midnight the night before.
I crawl out of bed about an hour later, walk toward the kitchen to make his breakfast and find my husband sitting in his recliner and eating a bowl of cereal. My thoughts,, "I am so blessed, I don't even have to make breakfast this morning."
All I have to do go to work so I can afford to feed all those precious goats.
Our Goat Herd which started in the Fall of 2010 has been an adventure. We started out with a Trio, 2 Does and a Buck, thinking we had Pygmy Goats. They indeed were miniatures but as it turned out they were probably a mix of Nigerian Dwarf and Pygmy, both of which are a miniature breed.
Our tiny little herd grew by leaps and bounds. and before we knew it we had about 50 total.
About a year ago we began a new adventure, with different breeds of goats.
We still have Nigerian Dwarfs ,which are Miniature Milk Goats , along with a couple of Nubians which are known for their great Milk production.
Also Angoras which grow Lustrous Curly Mohair Locks, which have to be sheared twice a year. (Like I didn't already have enough to do)
Each day when I leave work, I am planning in my head what needs to be done when I get home and what surprises I may find. Today, I hope to Shear the 9th of 11 that need to be sheared.
Life is a constant learning process.