Little Cabin in the Woods

I'm on it. Everyone else is. So here begins the beginning of my blog career...

My intent is to use this space to and keep in sight and share my ambitions of goat ownership. I love goats. I want at least three. But before I can delve into the pleasures of bucolic bliss, I have a few steps to ascend:

1. Get some land.
2. Get the Goat Husbandry Particulars (GHP).
3. Have a sedentary enough lifestyle to be a responsible goat owner.

So, I'm thinking this will take a few years to accomplish because of the following obstacles:

1. Land in near Durango, CO (my current locale) is very expensive
2. I'm goat-ignorant (I just know I want goats with a deep burning desire, something akin to what a mother must feel for her unborn child)
3. I still want to get out and see some of the world

As I work my way toward pastoral possession, I'll be documenting my journey and lessons learned. Here are a few to get started:

Lesson 1: The Lost Language

Initial GHP research: A goat's latin or scientific name is Carpra aegagrus.

Not very important, but since I minored in biology, I though it relevant to include so as to get some use out of that degree.

There are many breeds of goats, but I mostly want one to pull a small cart around the yard, perhaps giving milk for cheese in a seasonal fashion (that means we'll have baby goats too!!). I'll be researching goat types in future blogs (if that isn't incentive to stay tuned, I don't know what is).

Lesson 2: Refrain from Goat Envy

My sister got her ears pierced when I was 7. She was 12, the acceptable age for being pierced according to my resolute mother. That period of longing in my life left an indelible mark on my psyche that I am still trying to get over. So, just because your sister has two cute pygmy goats now doesn't make her more beautiful or grownup than you. When you are her age, you can have goats too.

Lesson 3: Use your free time wisely

Third and final lesson for the day is the one I really want to drive home- Not having goats allows for ample opportunity to play. Something I should have kept in mind before I got my ears pierced, because the trouble with earrings is they weigh your ears down.

Or something like that.