Believe It or Not, the Goats Love Me
Whenever someone else milks the goats, the goats hold milk back. The substitute milker wrings out the last drop, then I go take a turn. Figgy senses my familiar warmth against her side. I sing the milking-time song I have sung for years, and all of a sudden her teats are full of milk again. The Nigerians simply have conniption fits if anyone else tries to milk them. Goats are notoriously personal, so even large commercial herds get divided into small groups cared for by