I love goats...all animals really. We moved to Montana with a desire to teach our children animal husbandry. In Alaska, we had the blessing of living a seaside subsistence lifestyle. Our children learned a great deal alongside us about how to make a simple living on an island in southeast Alaska. They learned to eat roe, seaweed, bear, sea urchins and anything else the sea and shore had to share. They also learned how to catch, harvest, prepare and preserve these foods. What they really couldn't learn there was how to care for livestock and how to farm. In the 8 years we have been here, they have learned how to care for horses, goats, chickens and now we are being blessed to learn about (and make our first costly mistakes with) pigs. I suppose, that with the goals being mostly educational and the secondary goals of wanting to supply clean, organic foods for the table, having 6 years with dairy goats has probably served its purpose. All of my children but one can milk pretty well, they all know how to care for the feeding and watering needs of goats. They understand basic genetics and reproduction and they have a gratitude and respect for where their food comes from. Though I am sad (and wrestle with feeling like a failure) I trust God to supply a barn if we need one and in the mean time to give me the wisdom and contentment to adjust to whatever situation He allows me to be in.
God is good in Montana. How about where you are?