🐐 For the Love of Goats

I’ve always had a heart for animals—cats, dogs, bunnies, horses… really, anything you’d find on a farm. I’ve worked as a horse trainer, raced through dog agility courses, and even spent years as a bank manager. But everything changed the day a friend casually said, “Hey, I’ve got baby goats—come visit.” I didn’t plan to bring one home. Truly, I didn’t. But fate had other ideas.

She placed a tiny goat in my arms, and that was it—love at first snuggle. That moment became a milestone, and the goat in that photo is Daisy. She’s still with me today, a seven-year-old queen now expecting her next kids. Of course, I couldn’t take just one. Daisy was joined by Porky, a chubby little brown doeling with a golden “X” on her face, and Delilah, who’s always believed she’s something more sophisticated than a goat. To this day, Delilah prefers porch life, wine nights, and human company.

These three trailblazers taught me that life with goats is anything but ordinary. Together we’ve gone hiking, tried “Goat-Gility,” shared sunsets, and stuck together through thick and thin. Eventually, my herd grew—thanks to a borrowed buck and now a true gentleman named Smooch.

If you believe in farm fairy tales, fresh air, and unconditional love on hooves, my place is your next adventure. Baby goats arrive mid-September and, trust me—you will fall in love.

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