James doesn’t like the turkeys – he isn’t happy that he became an accidental turkey farmer. He doesn’t like it that they keep getting out and I suspect he doesn’t like the fact that there are so many of them. I, on the other hand, think they are sweet and curious and naughty – I love them.
But he offered me a deal that is hard to say no to.
Get rid of the turkeys and we can get goats.
Um….. well we had always planned for goats and it is true that the turkeys are currently living in the planned goat enclosure – the one thing we vaguely planned – yay us.
And I want goats, I really want goats because I want their milk. I want to be able to stop buying milk, butter, cream and cheese – another little step towards reasonable self-sufficiency – yes reasonable self-sufficiency because I am never ever going to be able to grow wheat or rice.
The main hold up to getting goats apart from such little triffling issues such as no goat house, milking space, the expenses involved etc etc is that they will need to be milked everyday. I am in London for two or three days a week so this means milking will have to be a joint effort.
But now James has said that if the turkeys go he will help with the milking…..
He has already done research on goat types and housing. I think secretly he really wants goats …. hee hee hee.
So what would you choose? Goats or turkeys?