Besides my role as a Shepherdess, I'm also allowed to be a part of a lovely herd of French Alpine dairy goats. And as often as these girls can, they remind me how honored I am to be in their midst. Being a Shepherdess, goats often perplex me at times...they're whip smart, quite snobby and truthfully they run the farm! They tell me when they're ready to be milked, with just the right amount of pressure and hands MUST be warmed first, grain must be filled to the brim of the bucket...Heaven forbid the grain runs out before the milking is over and last but not least...a bit of cheek scratching MUST complete each and every milking and they will let you know when you can stop! Twice a day these girls run me through this routine...and this a good average day. With so much winter snow on the ground and in the forecast - the good average days are something of the past. Snow is much like water to these fair maidens...they really bulk at being wet, cold, dirty or inconvenienced in any way. Mother Nature is really letting these girls down right now and they are letting me know it! In my efforts to keep a contented barn, all the girls now have a winter wardrobe. A warm insulated blanket for each of my goat goddesses...I know soon they will be asking for one in every color with the wool fabric like the ones their sisters, the sheep, have. But for now, on this blustery winter day, these girls are quite content with their new getup and we're experiencing some peace on earth! Merry Christmas friends!