The first time I went in they were trying to rip my clothes and pushing me. There was one big guy, a billy goat called Mervyn – he charged for the food and I held the bowl bravely – that is why they call me Brave Warrior of the Goats.
I liked milking and feeding the goats, especially the brown one, because he was really calm with me when I stroked him. Also the kids all three charged towards me and then I said “Go there!” and they went. That is why they call me the Goat Whisperer.
The fur was quite soft. They were quite pushy and one was trying to eat my coat!
Goato Slam!
We milked the goats and fed them. The nanny goats’ milk can be used to drink and to makeĀ cheese and yoghurt. However, at Treginnis they mix the milk with oats to make a porridge for the pigs.
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