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Clover, noting a disturbance in the force.

And that disturbance is….a plot, a plan, a strategy to foil her latest, greatest efforts to escape my milking madness!
After a dreamy, magical, enchanted period in which she succombed to my cheese-driven will (not to mention the hobble), she came up with a new idea. Sitting down. Need I explain how difficult it is to milk a goat when it’s sitting down? Of course, I can’t let her sit down. I have to keep her upright, at any cost! And so I’ve been holding her up with one hand, milking her with the other. But the more I’ve tried to foil her attempts to sit, the harder she’s worked at sitting. At one point, I even had my leg under her to hold her up! (Not the best position for milking, may I point out.) I must confess that I taught her a few bad words that day!
Of course, other than milking time, Clover loves the milkstand.
It’s the family nap zone and jungle gym.

It’s a mountain peak from which to survey the world.

It’s a playhouse where Nutmeg can pretend to be a big milking mama goat, too.

Its “business” days were over, according to Clover.
But I had a surprise for her!

Out of various ideas floated about as I picked the brains of many people in the past week since Clover has taken up this unconscionable sitting behavior, a few additions to the milkstand were born. My own pure genius plan!
These side bars were attached…..

….to hang a wide belt that would prevent her from sitting down.

Ha!

Me: “What do you think of that, little missy?!”

Clover: “I think…

…that it was…

….quite tasty!”
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Happy Tuesday.
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Don’t give up Suzanne!!!!
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Have a happy Tuesday!
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She’s either completely awesome…or completely Evil.
perhaps she’s in league with Bad Horse and the Evil league of Evil.
Hrrrrm.
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crazy….
Tresh in ok
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She’s clever, like all goats. Maybe a chain instead of a belt? I don’t THINK she’d chew that.
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- Suzanne, the Farmer’s Wife
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:birthday1: :birthday2:
Happy Birthday to me!!!
Suzanne, the Farmer’s Wife
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I wanted to mention yesterday, I heard in Dallas, some peple were getting botulism from the petting zoo over there, and they found it was from the people petting the animals/feeding them and then I guess putting thier hands in thier mouth, eating later..or something like that…they said to be sure to wash your hands good after petting and playing with them…you prob. already know that, but just thought I would pass it on. :mrgreen:
They are soo adorable..I would LOVE to hug and play with them! :mrgreen:
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Nancy in Atlanta, did you ever thing of dog sledding? You would be surprised.
I was looking up milking machines for goats, there are a couple of sites that describe how to build your own from auto parts. Are either boy into auto mechanics?
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I keep thinking about you having to milk her this winter when it’s really, really cold. I don’t envy you that.
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And the goat is winning!
She must stay up all night, plotting!
How about a wooden stand (padded, of course) that fits under her belly and attaches to the milking stand? All that leather can’t be good for her…
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What fun it seems to be, but I know you’re ready to throttle that thing! Just think of the challenge of outsmarting that dam ol goat as a brain workout for you, staving off the OLD AGE BRAIN!!!
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I love this goat but only because she doesn’t live with me. Is it wrong that I find so much humor when you are goat thwarted?
I can not wait to see what the next plan of attack is.
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You and Spartacus need to have a little chat about how to bring that goat into line.
YOU will be victorious yet, I’m positive.
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My mother (who I am logged in as) reads you religiously, and we always talk about what you’re up to. Someday, I would like to send her your way in person. She loves you to pieces. You are so inspiring, and you do SUCH fun things!! We love you!
Mikey, daughter of Jean
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This post about Clover chewing up the belt is the latest I’ve read on your blog. I had Googled “goat hobble” because I’m a new milkmaid and have a first-timer goat who is putting up a fight, and that’s how I found these posts about Clover. I’ll have to check on the latest with her, but I must say it’s been so great to hear of someone else struggling to milk a goat, and it’s been great FUN – sorry it was at your expense! I’ll look you up on Facebook!
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