So Novella, who raises goats and pigs and such, in her yard in Oakland is sort of a hero of mine. She’s having a sleepover, learn to tan hides, party at her house in April. I have no use for learning to tan bunny hides, but I really, really want to go hang out at her urban farm for two days and play with baby goats.
Also, I really want a dwarf goat. Wouldn’t it be fun to have milk coming from my own yard?! Apparently these tiny goats can produce several cups of milk a day, which is really much more than Paul and I use anyway.
Paul says we can do it if I figure it out. Hummm…