…is selling the babies. That’s right, today is the day. Little Sam is moving on to his new family, in this case, a human family with eight (!!!) kids and a goat family of other minis and a few full size Nubians. He’s going to get to keep his privates intact and be a daddy goat to some new minis—go Sam, go! In dairy goat land, boys are not wanted nearly as much as girls, so only a few bucks get to keep their equipment. I think it will be a great situation for him, but it’s still sad. Sophie and been crying on and off for most of the day. Heartbreaking. And we haven’t even gotten to the part where he drives off, bleating his little heart out, while Fancy, his mom, bleats back. It’s terrible!
I always doubt having goats on this day.