I met the goats today! They're coming home sometime next week, barring catastrophe/Lockwood telling me that these goats are the worst ever.
Probably next Thursday or Friday.
Exciiiited. Lacey would be too, of course, if she knew.
And, I can already tell, they are going to make for some great photos. They're each so different.
One, the older (9 years old, basically equivalent to a 20 year old horse) doe is a breed called an "Angora". As far as I can tell, they're pretty much like sheep in a goat's body - needs shearing, etc.
Google reference picture for funnsies:
aka- the cutest evvver.
Her name is currently "Tony" but I'm feeling like her name with me will be Hazel. Tony is a boy's name, sillies!
And I like the name Hazel, especially for someone as mature seeming and dignified as this girl is.
Then, the wether (fixed boy goat, by the way) is 5 months old. He's a cross of a breed called the "LaMancha" and a breed called the "Alpine".
There were no good Google pictures of that cross but trust me, he's a cutie and should be pretty photogenic. He's basically, to use horse terms, a mixture of dark liver chestnut, and sorrel with a couple "pinto" spots.
And, LaMancha's have tiny little ears, which he happened to inherit from his LaMancha mom.
His name is currently Atticus. It seems to suit him and Atti is a cute nickname so I think he gets to keep his name. I was going to rename him "Petri" but Atticus and Hazel sound just as good as Petri and Hazel so yknow...sacrifices and all.
I think Lacey will love them. They were both super laid back when I met them and I spent a few hours there, getting to know them. Laid back was what I was looking for so yay! And, from what I've been reading on various goat info sites, the breeds they are are some of the best for no0bs like me due to their generally kind dispositions.
Other bonus, the current owner has agreed to take them back if they don't work out. I think they probably really will work out but it's nice that she's willing to stand behind her goats like that. It makes me feel all that more comfy getting goats from her.
So, this whole goat lady meeting thing. It was one of the most unusual experiences I have evvver had. Basically, I drove way out into the country (but, thankfully also an area I'm super familiar with), then had to take my van up THE SCARIEST, super steep, gravel driveway. I drive a giant van (lol) and this poor thing was seconds away from totally spinning out the whole driveway climb. Thank the Lord I was the only person in there, any more weight and I think we probably would have died.
Then, I get to the top of the driveway and there's this super run down double wide trailer sitting there, an equally run down camper -with no wheels- next to it, surrounded by fences containing animals, chickens are running everywhere, there's a livestock dog barking at me, I hear a herd of children screeching inside the trailer, basically it was cray.
So I go knock on the door and 4 little grubby faced kids are all suddenly peering out at me. Now, mind you, at this point, I'm expecting the goat lady to be 30-something, look 60, be a chain smoker, have a creepy vibe, the whole deal. However, next thing I know, this "girl" (she turned out to be 27) in Carhartt overalls is leaping around the kids, apologizing for her children, and introducing herself as the goat lady.
The next thing we realize is that we both have our hair done the same way (braided pigtails), we have the EXACT same dark red hair color, same skin tone (never met someone with the same skin tone as me - I'm a redhead but one that gets tan/golden looking and freckly, not a pale freckly one), same brown eyes that practically match our hair...It was sooo weird. Like the Twilight Zone.
Like a Twilight episode where I become a hippy, stop shaving, get a bunch of goats, live off the land, have my first kid when I was 17, etc. It was weird.
The similarities didn't just end there. We actually ended up talking goats/horses/art/etc for three full hours. It was the weirdest thing.
She was actually the first Oregonian I've ever met that wants to do the best by her animals and not just what GranPappy taught her in the '70s. There's something to be said for old knowledge but when you aren't learning new things constantly, that's when the problems start.
Anyway, I was so relieved and it was refreshing to talk to someone so invested in the health and welfare of her animals.
Other bonus, she apparently just got a horse last week sometime and didn't have any tack for said horse. Guess who has one horse but the tack for 4? Um, ME. So, I'm trading tack for the goats, she's actually going to buy whatever else she needs+I want to get rid of, horse-stuff-wise, AND she signed two of her daughters up for riding lessons! These goats could turn out to be the best deal of my LIFE!
Aw yeah, driving deals and getting goats, like a pro.
Basically it's the best.
In Lacey news, she seems thrilled about being an only horse again. She's come back "alive" and is running all over the place, bucking, etc. Just basically having a grand time. It's wonderful.
She's fantastic. I may like her...just a bit. haha
I think she'll really like having goat "minions". Something little to boss around? Who could refuse?