I felt curious about goats the other day, so I asked Jude and Violet if they wanted to go for a road tour.
Laurie and Jack run their business, Opeongo Mountain Meadow Soap out of their home just off the Opeongo Line.
The view is beautiful, and the goats?
Well. It didn't take much to convince my kids that what our little farm needs is a few goats. They just spent some time with Laurie's kids.
I was sold on the idea when we tasted some of Laurie's goat cheese, and drank some fresh goat milk. An hour after Jude drank the goat milk, he reported that he had no bloating, cramps, or gas. This is the kid who hasn't had dairy since he turned two. To say I'm thrilled would be understating my excitement.
As if these faces aren't enough to convince anyone of the charms of goats...
Now we're on the lookout now for a couple of does of our own. Store-bought, pasteurized goats milk tastes...well, kind of goaty. Fresh from the goat, however, it is sweet and mild.
What's not to love? Time to start reinforcing fences.