Goat Poop. Yep, I said it. Goat Poop. Don’t you just love how gross that even sounds to SAY???? Well, welcome to my world. Lately, that’s all I see, smell, and deal with, and it is driving me NUTS!
We have only 2 goats (Thank you, Jesus!), and that’s enough. I mean, they are cute….definitely cute. Wait a minute… they are cute in the DAYTIME. They are, however, NOT cute when they scare the bejeebies out of me at night! Where I sit in the living room is right next to a window on our front porch, and there is nothing quite like catching, out of the corner of my eye, this set of the strangest color eyes I have ever seen seeming to glow in the dark while staring straight at me! I have had several “bladder emergencies” over this recently!
Anyway, back to the cute part… they have these sweet little “smiles” that just crack me up. They look up at me with their heads cocked to the side, and I swear they smile. And when we have any company at all, the goats are the first to greet them. They run up to the car and just can’t wait to greet whoever has come to visit. WELL… what the visitors DON’T know is that the goats aren’t running up to them because they REALLY want to welcome them. The REAL reason that they run up to them before they can even get out of their cars is so that they can do 2 things:
1. Stick their heads into the cars and find any leftover french fries or candy that might have been dropped in the floor boards of the car.
2. Get to the front door before the visitor so that they can deposit a pile of poop on my porch, just before the visitor enters my house….a pile that the visitor has to step over.
Seriously – my porch is ALWAYS covered in goat poop. ALWAYS! I sweep it off EVERY single day ~ sometimes multiple times per day. Then, I walk back outside, and THERE it is ~ another trail of goat poop! I mean, how can this much poop come out of these small creatures????
Every time we have any company over, I just cringe when I see them headed to the porch…because I know what’ s next. They are going to look down at the porch, where they are walking, and see the poop. Then, they get this look on their faces like, “Oh my Lord ~ Does she really expect me to walk through poop to get to her door?” I finally am to the point where I just smile and say, “Welcome to the farm.” I mean, what else am I supposed to say??? Either that, or hand them a broom and let them make a path!
And these goats don’t even care where they poop ~ they have no dignity whatsoever. I’ll be out in the yard, standing there talking to the mail carrier, and the goats just walk up between us and poop…… forever. She looks at me…I look at her… we both look at the goats…and then back at each other…. and just crack up laughing. What else can we do? I mean, really? I can’t walk around behind them with a pooper scooper, can I? I don’t think so!
There literally is not ONE place on our 10 acres that doesn’t have goat poop on it. I’m serious! It’s everywhere! So, I’m thinking that I need to come up with some kind of way to make money off of this stuff. I mean, people pay for horse manure for their gardens all the time, don’t they? Goat poop has GOT to be good for SOMETHING, right??? Well, I started doing some research, and found that there is some oil in goat poop that is supposed to be good for your hair. Are you KIDDING ME? Do they really think I’m going to put goat poop in my hair????? I just don’t see this happening. So… I’m looking for another way to convert this goat poop into something useful. Any ideas???