jix
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Hi Eddie
As a youngster, I was boarded out with a goat-keeping family, they sold the milk for persons with special diet needs. It was expensive. They had two dams and one ram. these goats were pegged out in a pasture during summer and stabled in winter, milked by hand once a day.; They sold the kids on the hoof to anyone each fall, but the elder goats were kept on forever. They made goatmilk cottage cheese for their own use. It wasn't bad, but the goats, especially the billys were very smelly. The ram was quite aggressive and if he could reach you he would butt you very forcefully. I remember that I did not like goats, nor milking the nannys. Goats have sharp hooves and they kick viciously if they are not hobbled during milking. These goats were fed weeds from the large vegetable garden which the famnily kept..and the children weeded it. The family were very poor folk, I remember. They raised chickens, solild eggs and chicken meat and loads of veggies along side of the highway.
They wasted nothing. It was a quite primitive lifestyle that they lived. The widow worked in town cleaning offices, and the kids worked cleaning rural schoolhouses, way back in the fifties in rural Ontario. They had a fordson 2n tractor, but no car...and everyone had to work everyday, before and after school.we all had calluses from hoeing. One legacy I can rember was that after that experience, for one summer, I never felt underprivileged again.
But no, I do not ever eat goats meat. It is very very strong tasting. People from Nepal (GHURKAS) will eat nothing but.
As a youngster, I was boarded out with a goat-keeping family, they sold the milk for persons with special diet needs. It was expensive. They had two dams and one ram. these goats were pegged out in a pasture during summer and stabled in winter, milked by hand once a day.; They sold the kids on the hoof to anyone each fall, but the elder goats were kept on forever. They made goatmilk cottage cheese for their own use. It wasn't bad, but the goats, especially the billys were very smelly. The ram was quite aggressive and if he could reach you he would butt you very forcefully. I remember that I did not like goats, nor milking the nannys. Goats have sharp hooves and they kick viciously if they are not hobbled during milking. These goats were fed weeds from the large vegetable garden which the famnily kept..and the children weeded it. The family were very poor folk, I remember. They raised chickens, solild eggs and chicken meat and loads of veggies along side of the highway.
They wasted nothing. It was a quite primitive lifestyle that they lived. The widow worked in town cleaning offices, and the kids worked cleaning rural schoolhouses, way back in the fifties in rural Ontario. They had a fordson 2n tractor, but no car...and everyone had to work everyday, before and after school.we all had calluses from hoeing. One legacy I can rember was that after that experience, for one summer, I never felt underprivileged again.
But no, I do not ever eat goats meat. It is very very strong tasting. People from Nepal (GHURKAS) will eat nothing but.