Start of Goat Hobby

Start of Goat Hobby

 I am using a wheelchair due to a terrible automobile accident that I had in 2008. I am constantly bored and am in search for something to occupy my time. One day I drove my wheelchair accessible van that my father had bought for me to the next town over to get some pecans shelled. The man shelling the pecans for me had some goats for sale. I bought a pregnant nanny, and tied her to my electric wheelchair in the van and drove her home. Everyone from my wife, in-laws, parents and anyone else that knew me said I was crazy and that I couldn’t raise goats. I bought a couple more nannies and a stud and I was off to the races. That was a year and a half ago, today I have 9 goats and I think they are all pregnant. I have put up a fence around a pasture that my mother-in-law lets me use. I have built them a playground; a hay rack added on to a barn and doubled their living quarters. I feed and water the goats except the days when we have bad weather and I can’t go outside due to getting my electric wheelchair getting wet or drenched to the bone. Using a wheelchair to take care of goats is not as easy or as fast as standing up and walking to do it.

Don’t get me wrong I haven’t done all this alone. I have a wonderfully loving and supportive wife and family. I could not do any of this by myself and for this I am truly grateful. I would consider taking care of the goats my favorite hobby.