Puddle in the Pasture

A view of the Pacific Northwest from the back yard.



Monday, February 16, 2009

More On Milk

Okay so that whole sheep's milk is sweet thing, ya it's not!

Last night I had some friends who are big milk lovers, taste my "milk" and thy both said it was gross. So I drank the last sip, and to my horrid surprise it was gross.

For some reason after it sits in the fridge for a day or two it turns sour.
I'm not sure how long I'll keep this up, I think I want my goats back.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Milk


Today is the third day I milked my sheep,
it's not as easy as milking a goat, a goat's udder is a little bigger than a sheep and so it is more managable.

Not only that, but my sheep is not very tame.
First I have to chase her around the pen, then I drag her to the door and open the half broken thing that it is, pull her through it not letting any body else out.

Oh and what a chore getting her on the milk stand!

Of course I have a little grain waiting for her so she tries a little but not enough to make it easy, after that every thing runs pretty smooth, she dosn't kick to much and she gets off the stand nicely, I suppose with a little time she'll get it.


As for the milk, it's pretty good, a little sweeter than cows milk, I don't taste a lot difference, but then, I've been drinking soy and rice milk for the past two years.





Saturday, February 7, 2009

Ahh, Life On The Farm

This is Daphne and her lamb Daffodil.


Daphne wasn't suppose to lamb this year,

but she did any way, surprise!


That's okay though because Daffodil is so cute.

We have had a lot of singles this year.
It's best to have twins, not sure why we're having so many singles. We do pretty much the same things every year. But something is obviously different.



This is Anna's bottle lamb, she has another one this evening.
Sorry, I don't have any pics, but trust me, they pretty much all look the same.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

My Ducks

The Dutch Hookbills are heading to bed,


they have to bunk with the turkeys,


although they don't seem to mind,


while their house is being built.