Goat Carts
Riding in a goat cart was one of the first things I
wanted. That is after I realized there was such a thing. Our first
born, Lester, was the perfect selection. He's a boer/nubian cross
and weights over 200 pounds.
I'm sort of a 'hefty lady' and I didn't want people
feeling sorry for the goat pulling me. So I HAD to have a BIG goat.
Lester fit the bill.
I've talked about being in parades so often that I
actually convinced myself that I could do it. However, when the opportunity
presented itself, I changed my mind. Here's why:
The week before the parade, Lester started going
backwards! The only way to stop him was to get off the cart. That
wouldn't be to cool on the parade path.
He's often gotten down on his knees but we had
that worked out. Then he started laying down. What do you do with a
200 pound goat who's laying down? Well, you get off or weight him
out. Neither of which would be fun during a parade.
In the photo you can see how large Lester really is. Imagine picking
him up with about 40 horses breathing down your neck!
Goat Wagon
Next came the opportunity for Lester to pull a wagon full of Gran'
Nanny's goat milk soaps and lotion. What fun! Or, so I thought.
It seems that with him pulling the wagon, I'd be the one walking
through the three mile parade.
Well, as you can see, we have a few challenges that still need to be
worked out.
Lester and I will work out something. He's a sweetheart and I enjoy
his company. But for now, his job is being a big lovable oaf who
runs to the fence every time I go outside. He holds my kisses for
me.
We have a new batch of babies this year. In that batch is a perfect
little guy who weighted in at 10 pounds 3 ounces at birth. As hoped,
he's keeping up with that growth pattern. Chet is only 2 months old
and is just now eating solid foods; but, he's going to be an
excellent cart goat.
American
Harness Goat Association