I already have a cuddle/wrestle kissy face relationship with my goats. We understand each other. We both like to cause a fair amount of trouble and we both have some degree of personality= loud. I tried the horses and I really love these creatures, but they are violent. I have been fenced, thrown, knocked out, kicked and stepped on. It’s hard to have a relationship like that. So I am drawn to creatures that don’t want to kill me, # goats, #sheep.
Here is what I know so far…… Sheep have wool. Wool makes roving. Roving makes me happy. My sister-in-law owns a dog grooming business and when I asked her to help out with shearing she said ” I’m down”. I have a husband who indulges my craziness. I have children who are teenagers and our motto out here is ” you talk it, you shovel it”. So that solves one issue for me, because they are at this point in their lives habitual smart *&^(&^. I live in the country where sheep and the like already frolic. I have the most delightful women at church volunteering their husbands for sheeply duties. You know who you are and there is tons of free roving for you sisters. We gotta stick together.
I can do this. I raise kids, this can’t be harder than that. And it will cost less.