I mean, look at this guy! He’s very handsome, almost regal with this head held high and his amazing posture. He holds his composure at all times, proud and masculine. I can honestly say that Romeo, our new buck, is “the man”. And, he really, really stinks. The kind of stink that should come with a warning; it sticks to your clothes and wont wash off with soap and hot water! With that said, I can proudly say I am the owner of a very fine looking nigerian dwarf buck named Romeo (he came with the name but I think it suits him).
The goat experts say ” the buck is half the herd”, which is why I bought this guy instead of “renting” some random buck from someone else’s farm. I found it difficult to find a good buck that was friendly, small, and nearby. I figured now was the time to get our own to breed our does this year. So what happens when you get a buck and put him next door to 5 does who haven’t seen a buck in a while?? Well…it’s kind of embarrassing. If you walk into my yard the first thing you will smell is male goat pee, which Romeo is constantly peeing all over his amazingly long beard. Then you will hear goats bleeting, moaning, and whimpering from each side of the fence. They even lick each other through the fence. Romeo is beside himself with desire, and the does aren’t much better. They seriously would have “made babies” if there was not a trusty fence between them. I feel bad keeping them apart, but I have to be sensible in this case and keep them apart until December. The gestation period for goats is five months. If they get pregnant now they will have their babies in February and that would probably result in babies dying. I just cant take that chance, especially with my two little girls involved who love their goats and look forward to babies being born. So, until December I am “renting” Romeo to breed other peoples goats. This is where the term goat pimp comes in…I am actually booking him to breed other goats. I want you all to know I am being careful about this. I have to look out for Romeo and my herd here and make sure the visiting goats don’t bring parasites and disease to our farm. Every goat that steps on this farm will have to have been wormed and come from a healthy herd. I will keep Romeo and the visitor separate from my does. I have not done this before, so I’m learning as I go.
We had another sad loss this week. I can honestly say it was the first time I have felt such remorse over the loss of a rooster, but my favorite lavender orphington Lavie died unexpectedly this week. He was slow and snuggly for a few days and then died. I looked into causes but couldn’t find any reason and no other chickens appear to be sick. I guess it’s just one of those life and death things that happens on a farm.
On a final note, the great horned owl is still here. The other night Maeve and I could hear him loudly outside the bedroom window. We silently crept outside in our bare feet, crept across the dark lawn, and stood directly behind where the sound was coming from. He surprised us with a loud “hoot” directly above our heads. We turned to see him perched on our roof top, looking directly down at us. I felt a little vulnerable with this giant, clawed and winged bird looking at us, but of course he just gracefully and noiselessly glided from the roof to the night forest. We have not seen much of him since then, but do hear him occasionally. We can feel his presence and know he has chosen our farm for now.