Maudie, Toggenburg X Alpine Doeling. DOB: April 2017.

Our little Maudie girl. Yes, if you’re wondering she did get her name from Maud Lewis, and if you don’t know who Maud Lewis is you need to find out. We picked this name because it was right around when the movie “Maudie” came out and we had just seen it. Also, the lady we got Maudie from likes to name her goats with the same first  letter as the mommas which in this case was an ‘M’, so it fit perfectly.

When we first showed up at “Sweetwood Farm” to see Miss. Maudie I fell in love with the place. Such a big beautiful farm! My dream. Chickens, pigs, goats, Guinea hens. Heather (the owner) is so nice and willing to teach and answer all of my questions; which is a lot. The first time there she taught us a little something different about goats that I never knew. I’ve always seen goats with their pupils that look like a little black slit. All goats are like that all the time, right? Wrong! The pupil actually stays round while indoors. While outdoors the pupils expand into that famous “slit”. This gives the goats an expanded peripheral vision, considerably important since they are prey animals.

When we met Maudie she was small, but definitely bigger than Rocky was at this point (she’s still bigger!). Her momma has a beautiful long coat of fur and was very gentle. Maudie also had a brother, and was surrounded by other goats. She was very friendly as well. She is a beautiful chocolate brown with little white markings down each side of her face. She is also starting to have a longer tuff of hair all along her spine which is the start of that beautiful coat her momma passed on to her.


She is now at home with us and is doing great. She loves nibbling at grass and hay. She doesn’t think much of treats but will cuddle you and accept a branch of apple tree leaves. She is super friendly and so adorable. Her breed is two of the best breeds for milk in the goat world. We’re so lucky to have such a great Gal added to our herd.




Rocky, Saanen X Nigerian Dwarf Wether. DOB: April 2017

Rocky was our first goat we picked out. He was the sweetest little thing (still is) and so little.  I couldn’t believe how small he was, I knew he would be small but I didn’t think this small. I had never seen a baby goat before.

The first time we went to see him we knew that his name we picked was suiting. Rocky loved to climb all over rocks. All over everything. Running around with the other little ones, jumping, spinning and bumping into each other in between stopping for a milk break with mom for a second. He had a little sister as well, but she was already spoken for, which was disappointing but we would find another goat.

We decided to have him banded (taking his man hood from him) because we didn’t plan to use him for breeding only a companion for other goats, plus bucks (non banded males) will get very stinky.

He was super shy and would run away from us every time we tried to catch him, so a snuggling moment was cherished. Through the weeks leading up to bringing him home the lady we were buying him from would send me lots of pictures and updates. Which was great to watch him grow!

He is now at home with us (I will be writing another post about the day we brought them home). He loves his sister/girlfriend Maudie and loves to climb around in the pasture. He loves bread, apple tree leaves, and scratches on the chest. He Is such a goof ball. He will run to the fence gate if he hears me whistle and start crying! He isn’t as shy anymore and loves a hug. He now likes to run into their little house and slide across the floor like he’s skating. Today I actually watched him crawl around on his front knees while eating grass; Lazy? Either way he’s adorable and certainly a treasured addition to the herd. ❤️


Max, Beagle. DOB: unknown 

Our next member to join the herd was Mr.Max aka. Maxwell house or Maxi.

We had been looking in adoption sites and sifting through lots of profiles of adoptable dogs. None of them really suited our family. Most couldn’t be around other dogs, so that would not work out.

Finally on February 10th. 2017 we found our match!

Someone on Facebook had posted an ad. “Dog to go to good home”. I immediately jumped on it! This was it. I grew up with beagles and he looked so sweet. It did take a little convincing to get Terence on board but he finally agreed that we would go meet this dog. Our biggest concern was him getting along with our puppy bandit.

By the time Terence and I got home from work that night I was nearly busting from the seams I was so excited to go meet max. We left the house around 8pm and headed out for our hour long drive in the snow.

When we got there max was sniffing all around at Bandit (who was in my arms). As soon as I put bandit down it was like they had known each other all along. Tails wagging frantically.

The man who had Max had rescued him from a bad situation, and had planned on using him as a hunting dog for rabbits. Max is a great hunter but unfortunately is scared of guns, he wanted him to just go to a good forever home.

He is 6 years old, we’re not sure when his birthday is so were using the day that he came home. He has many scars and his right ear looks and feels like it had been ripped apart at one point because it is crinkly and scarred/healed differently.

On the drive home we of course stopped at Tim Hortons. The pups got a timbit treat and we’re happy as a kid getting candy.

Since bringing him home was so spur of the moment we didn’t have anything for him. For the first few days he ate out of a cool whip container and had no collar. We finally got him a nice big dog food bowl and of course a camouflage collar. No more cool whip container (we actually still use it to this day as a scoop for their food!)

Since we have brought Max home he has become very comfortable. He loves to cuddle. He has his own spot on our love seat. He LOVES to play, especially with his little brother Bandit. He loves going for walks, drives and especially loves sitting in Terence’s older truck (80’something Mazda). The smell of the old seats is better than our 2014 Chevy. Ha-Ha.


He has really made himself at home and we wouldn’t have it any other way. ❤️




Our First Herd Member – Bandit

As said in my first blog, I would write about each of our “herd” members! This one will be about Bandit.

Bandit, Chihuahua. DOB: November, 2016.

Meet our little rascal Bandit. Or as we sometimes call him: Bandito, Bandi, or Señor Bandit.

When my boyfriend and I moved into our first home we had moved from my parents house where we had 3 dogs; a pit bull, a boxer, and a beagle. So, you can only imagine how quiet and lonely it felt (especially when he worked night shift) without a dog!

A month before we moved into our home our little bandit (which we didn’t exactly think was ours at the time) was born. My mother-in-law’s dog Sophie had puppies! We both fell in love with Bandit from the beginning. He was the biggest pup in the litter (which wasn’t saying too much considering he was the size of a hamster) and he had dark fur. His ears weren’t open yet and he couldn’t even walk, he could only squirm about.


So, back to after we moved in.

We talked and talked, and talked… And talked some more! Heck yeah let’s get this puppy! We bought all the “puppy things” and brought him home. When we brought him home he could still fit in the palm of our hands. Merry Christmas to us!

It took a lot of training (especially in the middle of a Canadian winter) to teach bandit that “puppies don’t pee and poop indoors.” But we finally had success. He learned very quickly, by very quickly I mean within days, how to sit, lie down, stay, and high five! He is a smart pooch. His first vet visit at 8 weeks old on December 27th/2016 he weighed in at a whopping 2.11lbs. January 27th/2017 at his 12 week visit he weighed 5.4lbs! It is now almost July and he has grown significantly since then I’m sure he weighs around 8-10 lbs now! Huge I know.

Bandit is not your typical chihuahua. He rarely barks, loved the snow, runs around outside and in the woods, and rough houses with our beagle. He loves to visit my parents and play with the big dogs. He has also made friends with the goats, through the fence!

He is tiny but mighty and we love our little Bandito. 🐶


My first blog post!


So, this is my first ever blog post! I always wanted to start a blog but I never had much to write about. Until now! Goats give you lots of things to write about, right?

Well , I can start off with some introductions.

My name is Jennifer. I live in beautiful Nova Scotia. I am 21 years old and I am a CCA working at a local nursing home, and also I am a nursing student! (Almost done!). My boyfriend Terence and I, bought our first home in December. Very shortly after that we adopted our youngest pup Bandit (chihuahua, 8 months old) and rescued our older pup Max. (Beagle, approx. 6 years old).

All of my life and growing up I always wanted a farm. My very own farm! I grew up in the country and cannot imagine my life any other way. I’ve always been around animals and livestock. I also used to be in 4H!

So, this spring we decided we would start looking for some goats. We found our first 2 and recently have brought them home. This blog will be about our country life and our tiny homestead.

The next few posts I publish will be about each little herd member and the day of bringing them home/the days since.

Thanks for Reading! 🙂