Merv the Perv went home right before Thanksgiving. I had him breed three of the smaller does (MamaGoat, Olivia and NewNew) and when none of them seemed to go back into heat I called his owners up and told Merv, "Smell ya later!". Met the owners half-way, transferred him from my truck to his truck and waved bye-bye until next year. I have no doubt that as long as I can secure a decent rent-a-buck every year that I will not be looking for a permanent dairy goat stud for our farm. Merv was here for just barely over a month. Only thirty-five days to water, feed, care for - and smell - a buck goat as opposed to doing so for 356 days a year.
My two larger does, Nettie & Annette, went on their date at another farm not far from us earlier this fall. Although it was a little more difficult (for Paul, that is) having to haul them back & forth three times, it's still easier than having to care for a buck on-site. The only problems we had was that I apparently didn't gauge Nettie's heat cycle well enough and we had to take her back twice, and that since the girls didn't really "know" the buck, they weren't as receptive to him as they would have been to a more familiar buck.
Now that I've yammered on about how nice it is to not have a buck, I have to admit that there is still one at our farm. Herman, the Boer, is still here. Not that I really expected to get rid of him already. If things go as planned, we do want to have a sizeable meat goat herd in the near future so having a buck on hand would make more sense. Although at some point we're going to have to change bucks if we're going to keep his offspring as breeding (and not eating) stock as to avoid too much inbreeding. So I've got some time to work on that.
In the interim, I have goat babies to plan for. This year's breeding schedule is pretty much messed up. Nettie was bred two separate times, both Boer gals were bred two separate times. My first potential kidding date is only eight weeks away, my last kidding date is just under four months away and I just this morning picked up a "probably-pregnant-not-sure-when-she'll-pop" goat to our herd:
|Penny, our newest Boer doe.|
Yes, Paul knows.