As a member of the Goat Veterinary Society, I used to be able to attend their conferences regularly twice a year. Then we got more goats .. and more goats .. and more goats ... and I just couldn't spare the time to attend, which was a shame as the conferences are always excellent and it is a great opportunity to network with people. Where else would I get the chance to talk to Angus who runs St Helen's Farm or Roger who owns Delamere Dairy? Serious goat businessmen ..
Anyhow, this spring's meeting is at Taunton racecourse today and David suggested that I should travel down yesterday and spend the evening with some goatie friends of ours in Dorset. And so here I am ..
Did a delivery to our Sussex wholesaler on the way and then spent a few rainy hours travelling down to the most beautiful (if a little soggy) part of Dorset down near Dorchester. Rolling green hills, few houses, no motorway. Idyllic ..
Having arrived late afternoon yesterday I then spent a few hours wandering round Richard and Sandra's goats, helped (or maybe hindered) with their milking and then settled down to dinner and lots of goat conversation. The highlight for me was catching up with Geronimo who came down here as a male kid about 3 years ago. When he left us in the summer of 2009, he looked like this: