issy
Exploring the pasture
So, today was my first milking experience. went out at 6 a.m., fingers crossed, pail in hand, hoping that the kids didn't get out again. The goats were just waking up, and the babies hadn't started trying to find a way out yet. awesome! So, we got the lead, and took the first mama to the milking stand. Turns out, rookie mistake, the staunch is too low, so in order for her to put her head through it, she has to be on her elbows. Grr.. but that's ok. We can work with this. I'm determined. So, my dad and partner in early morning milking, held her by the collar as I set up under her. Teat dip, oops, it's cold. Dunno what to do about that though. And, a little nervously, I reached for her teats. At first, nothing. I take a deep breath, and, with determination, I try again. I get a squirt, small stream, but it's a start. I keep adjusting my hands until we have it just right. Nice, steady streams, good rhythm, we're doing good. I didn't milk her all the way out, it's her first time being milked this year, and she had twins to feed, and they stay making a fuss in the barn, so she's getting antsy. And, with no head stall for today, I let her go back in. Next goat. I'm a little more confident now, but she quickly reminds me not to get cocky. Her teats are very different than the first goat. Where withthe first, she had somewhat long full teats, similar to what I was told to expect, a the fingers of a glove filled with water. The second, she felt like there was an empty gap in the middle of the "fingers". So, it's like starting all over again, and she's not as patient with my learning process. She gets fidgety, and I was getting used to her teats, and setting a good rhythm, when she decided to lift her foot and plant it square in the middle of my milk pail I was a little disappointed at first, but hey, for a first time, this is more of a learning experience than anything. So, we finished milking her anyway, and went ahead and brought out goat number three. She's a first timer, kinda like me. But unlike me, she's not eager to learn the process. She laid down on top of my pail and refused to let me work with her at all. Fortunately, she didn't topple my pail, so I was able to see my progress, my scale will be here next week for accurate measures, but eyeballing it today, I got roughly a quart, total today. It took me a little more than an hour. I gave the milk to the cats and the baby goats got a little too, given that mama number two stepped in it. And she didn't wash her feet first. Questions...how do you prevent feet from landing in your pail? even with the head stall working properly, they can still kick their feet around. And is it normal to end up with fur and such landing in the milk? (Hence filtering it, maybe?) Tips for an eager beginner milker?