If Juniper knew I skipped her, she'd be indignant. It was an accident. Now, in honor of the Chinese New Year, here's Juniper.
Juniper was the first goat I ever milked, in the summer of 2010. Look at my crazy goat milking face!
When we got Junie, we already had Violet and Pansy (see Goats of Note posts 1 and 2). Juniper was the same age, yet she was sophisticated, mannered, lactating. I don't think I make that face when I milk goats anymore. At the time, though, it was quite a revelation.
Juniper came here with her sister Sassafras, who has since moved on from our farm. We used their milk to make cheese for the first time. The milk was amazingly sweet, and we learned to make chèvre, mozzarella, and feta; we experimented with aging cheddar, provolone, and gouda in the basement. We learned to trim hooves and give shots, drag sheds and move fences, and we learned that each of these creatures had distinct personalities, habits and senses of humor.
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| June and Pansy Ignoring Each Other in 2011 |
In 2012, Junie had two does, Jade and Jasmine. They were and are adorable and will have their own post shortly.
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| Big Momma |
She's a pretty laid-back mom in general. Her main mothering technique involves head butting human children. Don't ask.
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| Newborn Jade |
Generally, though, Junie is a charmer. She's a typical goat, inquisitive, crafty, and funny. She likes your sweatshirt string, belt end, and camera case. She enjoys picking locks, head-butting her friends, neck rubs, and eating things.
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| I Love her Eating Face |
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| Mealtime with Clyde the Savage |
Happy Year of the Goat. May your feed be sweet and your horizon clear. I promise many goat pictures in the year to come.
