I don’t know what has been going on for the last few days, but the milking moms have just been very, very naughty! I have a whole routine, of which they are very aware, for milking times. Every one has her turn in a specific order, and when they get off the milk stand, they are allowed to wander around the outer greenhouse areas and eat all the weedy stuff, until all the girls are finished. Then they go back into the paddock areas, where the other girls and babies have finished their grain.
Maybe it’s the weather, but in the past few days we have been forced to escort each doe back into the paddock and lock them into the middle section while the non-milkers get their meal. Pippi started it, I think! (Poor Pippi, she is getting all the blame). As the next doe was getting on the milk stand and I began milking, the does that had finished and should have been grazing, were coming back around and eating out of the milking mama’s bowl! Heresy! Which ended up with every one fighting to get their heads into the pan and hoover up as much grain as they could. Sigh.
And so it goes. As of this morning, things seem to have calmed down. Even though it was raining, the does grazed and let each successive mom have her breakfast. Maybe it was sunspots, or the phase of the moon. I am just glad not to have to jump up from the milkstand every 5 minutes and usher a naughty girl out of the area, dirtying my hands and messing up the usually Zen activity of milking!
Yes, this week we finally have had two consecutive days of sun. It must be a plot to make us think that spring and/or summer might just be here! We are supposed to have rain tomorrow, but they say the weekend will be gorgeous again. That’s more like it!
Well, we have been busy here on the farm. We moved Jingle the donkey back in with Reddog the buck, so Fergus the wether could babysit the two bucklings, Hagrid and Mayo. They really needed to be off their mamas… Hagrid is very mature for his age and he was seriously practicing his humping skills on anyone who stood still. At 8 or 9 weeks old, he shouldn’t be able to breed any of the girls, but you just never know! This is a much safer solution.
As a result, Hagrid’s mama, Pippi, is all mine to milk. That’s a celebration all by itself right there! It’s so wonderful to get a decent amount of milk to get going with cheese again. I started my 3rd chevre batch of the year yesterday, and so far things are going very well. It’s always so satisfying to get those little cheeses wrapped up and ready to go.
On the Peanut front, she is now 9 weeks old and she is beginning to slow down on her bottle feeding amounts. I am hoping that in another week or so we can bump her back from 3 to 2 per day. That middle of the day feeding can be a pain if we all are out and about during the day.
Five of our 8 babies that were for sale are spoken for, and so we really just have to find homes for Dorcas’ two doelings and Edna’s little girl. Not too bad!