Our Friend, Feyza

A sad thing happened to one of Mom’s friends this week. Her sweet, orphan bottle lamb was attacked by her neighbor’s dogs and killed. That’s a shepherd’s worst nightmare. And dogs can kill other livestock, too.

The Rains Came

Everything is muck and mire on our farm. According to our rain gauge, 13 inches of rain fell in just four days! Uzzi and I huddled in our Port-a-Hut while storm after storm roared by.

Drex’s Adventure

Last night, my boy Drex (one of Bon Bon’s triplets) came galloping to the dairy-goat barn with a downcast expression on his face. “It’s embarrassing,” he muttered. “What is?” I asked him.

Collecting Stuff

Remember when Salem got sick and Mom and Dad gave him bock beer to soothe his bellyache? Mom and Dad don’t drink beer, so Uzzi and I decided to Google it for them.

Fiber Animals

Yesterday morning it was 4 degrees F when Mom fed us our breakfast. She paused to scratch Mr. Tumnus’ back and hair came out! She looked closer and sure enough, the Boers are starting to shed their cashmere undercoats. Boers have cashmere?

Blizzard

We’re getting ready for a blizzard! We don’t have them very often here in the Ozarks, so it’s an event. Mom and Dad are scurrying around, making sure we have everything we need. That’s important because once it starts to ice and snow, we’re stuck at home.

Midwinter Bugs

Our sheep have bugs! A few of the sheep started scrubbing themselves on things three weeks ago. Uzzi and I were worried that we’d get bugs too, so we booted up the computer read up on lice.

Big Bales

Here in the Ozarks, hay is expensive, so Mom and Dad buy most of our hay in big bales. It’s cheaper that way, but you have to know how to handle it or it gets wasted.

Christmas Letter to (My Goat) Mom

Note from Sue, Martok’s human mom: Martok agreed to share his annual Christmas letter to his beautiful Nubian mother, Ozark Jewels Peppercorn, again this year.

Move Over, Rudolph!

Nowadays, reindeer are the Christmas critters du jour, but we goats used to bring on Christmas cheer! Jultomte and juleniesse wear red, but they’re still small—not big and jolly like Santa Claus—and they deliver gifts in sleighs drawn by goats or carry the presents pack-style on a goat’s back.

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