Oops, sorry, wrong side…
Do I really need to show my face? Oh, well, now you all know, I’m Betty, and they call me “the stubborn one”. You can remember me by my torn ear. I am raising only one child, Billy-the-kid. No, no, no, not that American outlaw! But I must say, with these rough cords around our necks, it is easy to think that! Fortunately, Valerie promised that we shall have elegant new collars soon…
Daisy, the one resting in the shade of the tree, is raising twins – Rosy and Annie.
Milking time… what a relief! Valerie is thinking of learning to make cheese… that would be quite neat, I think.
We are British Alpine goats and were bought from Walter Curlewis (0847758172) of Paarl who has been breeding goats for ten years now – he started when he was only fifteen. Before joining his father in the family-business, he worked at Fairview Farm.
The British Alpine goat was developed in the early 1900s and is used for milking, showing, breeding or just for keeping as pets. We are black all over with white ‘Swiss’ markings – white facial stripes stretch from above the eyes to the muzzle, while the edges and tips of ears, legs from the hocks and knees downwards, and both sides of our tails are also white. Quite handsome, don’t you agree?
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