Page updated 08/19/17
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A little about us!!
Hi, Welcome to our farm. My husband and I raise registered, show quality Nigerian Dwarf goats. We have been showing and breeding since 2009. We actually got started with the Nigerians for 4-H/FFA for the kids. The kids are grown now so we do this ourselves. I love these little guys and gals. Their slightly spoiled!!
We are members of ADGA (American Dairy Goat Association), AGS (American Goat Society) , NDGA (Nigerian Dwarf Goat Association), and CTDGA (Central Texas Dairy Goat Association. We are located in Sunset , Texas. Which is located about 70 miles north of Fort Worth and about 50 miles South of Wichita Falls. Just a very small town! Also check us out on Facebook Enjoy our site, I love taking pictures of them. They are so funny and such curious little guys and gals. We keep this site updated so check back. These are just some of our fun pictures on this page.
We are members of ADGA (American Dairy Goat Association), AGS (American Goat Society) , NDGA (Nigerian Dwarf Goat Association), and CTDGA (Central Texas Dairy Goat Association. We are located in Sunset , Texas. Which is located about 70 miles north of Fort Worth and about 50 miles South of Wichita Falls. Just a very small town! Also check us out on Facebook Enjoy our site, I love taking pictures of them. They are so funny and such curious little guys and gals. We keep this site updated so check back. These are just some of our fun pictures on this page.
We have lots of fun!!! See these pictures!!
Prayer of the Goat by Carmen Bernos de Gasztold
Lord, let me live as I will!
A little giddiness of heart,
the strange taste of unknown flowers.
For whom else are Your mountains?
Your snow wind? These springs?
The sheep do not understand.
They graze and graze,
all of them, and always in the same direction,
and then eternally
chew the cud of their insipid routine.
But I —I love to bound to the heart of all
Your marvels,
leap Your chasms
and, my mouth stuffed with intoxicating grasses,
quiver with an adventurer's delight
on the summit of the world!
A little giddiness of heart,
the strange taste of unknown flowers.
For whom else are Your mountains?
Your snow wind? These springs?
The sheep do not understand.
They graze and graze,
all of them, and always in the same direction,
and then eternally
chew the cud of their insipid routine.
But I —I love to bound to the heart of all
Your marvels,
leap Your chasms
and, my mouth stuffed with intoxicating grasses,
quiver with an adventurer's delight
on the summit of the world!
