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07/29/2026

Okay, New England! Report in with your 24hr rain total. Here in Vermont I gots 3.5” and counting. I was advised this morning that those are rookie numbers. Show me your rainfall!

07/28/2026

Lookit baby Spock!

JUST WHEN YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN IT ALL. Bo is in milk. That is not a typo. Bo. Not Boo. BO. Bo did not have kids this ye...
07/15/2026

JUST WHEN YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN IT ALL.

Bo is in milk. That is not a typo. Bo. Not Boo. BO.

Bo did not have kids this year. Bo hasn’t had kids or been in milk since the spring of ‘24. Yet Bo is in milk today.

Let me ‘splain.

Bo loves babies. She wants to be a mama desperately. So badly, in fact, that she took over babysitting duties for Lyra’s boys, which was awfully cute.

One day, I caught her “nursing” the boys. Awww. Then all the boys were weaned (accomplished by taping teats between milkings) and still, Lyra’s boys “nursed” on Bo. Awwww. They were comfort seeking and she was letting them.

Wait a minute…

Last night I gave one of her teats a squeeze and, lo and behold…milk. They suckled her into milk. After two years dry. So I taped her up (she couldn’t wait to get up on the stand to eat grain) and there was about a cup of milk this morning.

This will be an interesting experiment. How much milk will she yield if regularly milked now? She was a big producer, but will she get up to post-kidding levels?

Nature, man.

06/16/2026

Someone’s back in the house for a visit for the first time since she was banished to the doe barn. Don’t ask me why she’s in the house; nothing good can come of it.

IN CASE IT ISN’T IMPLIED…I have six boys up for adoption, ready in as soon as two weeks. They will need to be gone by mi...
06/15/2026

IN CASE IT ISN’T IMPLIED…

I have six boys up for adoption, ready in as soon as two weeks. They will need to be gone by mid-July, so please spread the word. They as healthy and very flashy. Message for details.

05/29/2026

Gilly has been
a full-time member
of the doe herd
for two days now.
She doesn’t love it, but she’s making friends.

NIKOLA TESLA LIVES. My founding goats were all get of the same sire: Dragonfly HLU Nikola Tesla. He was a lovely black a...
05/26/2026

NIKOLA TESLA LIVES.

My founding goats were all get of the same sire: Dragonfly HLU Nikola Tesla. He was a lovely black and white buck with a white streak in his black beard, right under the chin. His daughters Portia and Penelope had the “milk dribble”, too.

What I noticed over the years is that white streak is a particularly resilient trait. You couldn’t see it on silver or light gold goats, but every black, chocolate, buckskin, and chamoise kid born had that dribble, even if only a few white hairs.

Gilly is far removed from Nikola in years, but not so genetically (he is her dam’s dam’s sire). It’s been some years since Nikola was alive among us, yet, here he is. Right on her chin.

05/25/2026

BEING IN THE MOMENT.

Having Gilly in the house is not like any other time I’ve had bottle babies. In all previous seasons, there have been multiple babies in a restricted goats-only area. Gilly has full run of the house and sleeps in my room. She follows me wherever I go.

And she’s right on schedule. I’ve learned that baby goats in the house are cute and fun until precisely the fourteenth day, at which point, they become intolerable. To me. Gilly is twelve days old today.

For the last four days, she has spent a few hours in the doe barn at goat school, a little longer each day. She gets her bottles on schedule and hangs out in the milking stall. There’s a gap under the stall door which makes it the perfect retreat for kids small enough to duck under. Her brothers have begun to acknowledge her.

None of this is easy. I have promised myself that I would leave her there until 4pm bottle the last two days and have caved early both days. I’m determined to make it today.

So, enjoy the moment I caught here. Because I gotta get this goat out ma house.

MAYBE. I’ve just remembered something formative I heard when I’d first moved here, something that struck me with a profu...
05/22/2026

MAYBE.

I’ve just remembered something formative I heard when I’d first moved here, something that struck me with a profundity that it literally kept me in the game. I’m remembering it today as I come out of a tunnel, and the metaphorical sun shows signs of coming out. I’m sharing it in hopes others might find it helpful. It is this:

It is not as important to make the right decision as it is to make the decision right.

From which I extrapolated: we cannot know the pleasures and pain that lay down the road we did not take. It is folly to regret a choice when we can’t know what the alternative would have held. Put your energy instead to cultivating the choice you did make. Make it the right choice.

I’m posting the Maybe Story as a companion philosophy. I find it useful, too.

Anyway. Happy Memorial Day weekend, yall.

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