Yesterday, we separated the does from the little buckling who I thought was too young for such aggressive behaviors. The mother goat has been bleating ever since, and I thought it was because she missed him. But no, it took me till tonight to notice her milk bags were tight, and she was desperate for relief. Here, I thought he was all weaned.

Scott will have nothing of it in any way, but we milked Ginger and it was great fun. The kids were amazed. Even Mindy from next door got in on it and did well for her first try. No one is keen on drinking the milk. I wonder if we will get enough to make cheese or butter.

Hmmm...... we could make soap. I wonder if Scott would use goat soap.