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March 13, 2018

Making the Leap

This is our amazing journey.  And it continues to evolve. We are asked all the time about how we made the transition from city folk to farmers….It certainly wasn’t a straight line, but boy was it the right thing to do for us. View full article →
January 26, 2018


It's hard to describe the feeling you get when you're surrounded by a herd of goats. Sheer joy? Boundless delight? Overwhelming happiness? 

One of the most amazing things I discovered after we got our goats, and what led us to starting Haute Goat, was that I only had to say the word 'goat' to make people smile, giggle, laugh, tell a story, ask a question.  So it wasn't just me!  Goats just make you feel good.  Simple as that.  I don't know if its chemical, magical or just plain fantasy.  All I know is its true.  

When Shain was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago, going back and forth for radiation treatments, he would sometimes get sad. I suggested he go down to the barn and sit with the baby goats for awhile.  He disappeared into the goat pen and when he came back, he had a grin on his face that went from ear to ear.  You can't stay sad with baby goats jumping on you, chewing your hair, doing acrobatic twists to entertain you. You just can't.  

We've had so many stories like that. The woman who brought her son with severe autism to the farm one day. He was usually very remote, but this day, we let the goats out into the field with the family and he ran with them screaming with joy - and the goats seemed to know and responded in kind. She was amazed and delighted. We, of course, were thrilled.

We watch with delight when the families from Starlight Foundation come and get completely engaged with our little hairy beasties and forget - at least for an hour - their troubles. 

Little kids with unbridled excitement, just scream with delight when the goats come up to nuzzle them. Seniors who remember being on the farm are thrilled to be here and see how we do things and tell us how they used to do them. 

It's not unusual for a group of friends to come sit on the picnic bench outside the goat pen and just watch them for hours at a time, running on the bridges, jumping on the play structures, just plain having fun.

There was a friend who'd had breast cancer and promised herself that if she survived she wanted to get goats - a lifelong dream. I had a lump in my throat as she came for her first 2 goats from us. Then came back this year for a third.  Nothing says I'M ALIVE, like a goat....

And the stories go on. You probably have one.  If not, come to Haute Goat and no doubt you'll create many.











December 28, 2017

2017 - What a Year!

What a whirlwind this year has been!  I’m out of breath just thinking about it.  At the same time, exhilarated.  

We moved to the ‘new’ Haute Goat Farm in Port Hope just over 2 years ago to be closer to kids and grandkids.  And from that simple notion, has grown a wonderful adventure.  Like anyone, we’ve had ups and downs, but on balance, I think the ups have far outweighed the downs.  Here are some of the things that stand out about 2017…

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November 16, 2017

Saying Goodbye and Hello...

Well what a whirlwind its been this Fall.  We wound up our last milking classes,  had 3 terrific workshops, a great Halloween event (kudos to everyone who showed up and enjoyed in SPITE of the weather...), a crazy, wonderful adventure taking the goats to the Royal Winter Fair to set  a world record for most people in a Goat Yoga class (200 people with 22 of our goats).  

A few weeks ago we sent off our last goat babies....though they are never really gone, they are just living in a new home.....  Most of the new owners are great about staying in touch to let us know how the 'kids' are doing.  We love hearing about their adventures and most particularly the joy these little things bring.  A few days ago, Julia wrote to let us know that her buckling had scaled a big fence, only to land in the pig pen.  Much to the amusement of the pigs and horror of the wee goat.  All ended happily when Julia brought him into the house, bathed him and cuddled him by the fireplace.  Not a bad ending, heh?

And now the 'hello' part begins.  Just a few days  after the goat yoga adventure, we had several (very noisy) does in heat so breeding officially began.  Maddie, Cacophony and Feta have all been bred.  We'll keep a close eye to see if they've caught.  My goal this year is to spread the births out even more over the summer so that we have little ones right through.  Let's see if the goats will co-operate with that notion!

This weekend we have our Open House at Haute Goat.  We're delighted to be  featuring some of the best goat cheeses in Canada, to be paired with Closson Chase wines.  Keith Tyers, winemaker at CC will be here to sample the wines and cheeses for you and its well worth the trip.  Amy from Old Mill Alpacas will have her gorgeous alpaca products here as will Angela from Centre and Main Chocolates in Warkworth.  Angela has created a Haute Goat Hot Chocolate that will first be available here for the Open House!  And the hot apple cider is on us.  

We're open right up until the holidays, then again in early January.  We invite you to come see this beautiful place in its winter finery.  Take advantage of our 200 acres of trails and incredible views.  We love when people come and share.
Warmest regards
Debbie & Shain
May 26, 2015

The Announcement We Never Thought We'd Make...

If you’re reading this you probably know the Haute Goat / Debbie & Shain story so far. We left the city searching for our own little piece of heaven and found it just outside of Campbellford...a big rambling old farmhouse on 25 rolling wooded acres. We didn’t think things could get any better, but you know what they did. The incredible animals, the wonderful people we’ve met and starting our quirky, little business – Haute Goat.  Well as it has been growing in leaps and bounds, so have the challenges.  We’ve realized that to keep pace, we have to grow as well.  SO the impossible has happened.
And we’re pretty much bursting at the seams to tell you.
We’re moving. 
And we’re taking the whole gang with us - Yoda, Fast Eddie, Eva Shmeva and every wonderful hairy and feathered beastie….

It's not a move made lightly or without a lot of consideration. Our farm is truly a magical place.   When we have visitors here, every one of them marvels at what a special place this is. That magic is what grabbed us when we first saw this place 8 years ago -  and it has never let go. 


There are so many wonderful things (and difficult things) that have happened here that it was a real struggle to make the decision. Our first horse baby was born here. Our first goats came home here and had their first babies. Our much beloved bouvier Maggie is buried here…..

Campbellford, we love you so much and that will never change. This is where we started our farm adventure that has changed our lives. The community has been so incredibly supportive and we will make sure to keep our ties here alive and strong.
But thanks to you, Haute Goat is growing in leaps and bounds. Together with the fact that Shain is on the road so much, that our kids and grandkids are in Toronto, we decided to look for something a little larger and also closer to Toronto. 
Somehow we’ve found another magical place just west of Port Hope. We hope that will make it easier for many of you to get there.  We can tell you we have some pretty exciting plans for the new place. It's larger and very different, but the potential for some great new initiatives is limitless.
In the meantime, we’re in Campbellford until the end of August and we will give you more information as we get closer to the move. 

For anyone who’s ever asked how we managed to live the dream…..finding our Bashert Farm in Campbellford was the first step.  If you might be interested in doing the same, and want information on our Campbellford farm, we’d love to hear from you – just pm me.


March 23, 2015

If Goats Had Wings

One thing you can count on when you're a farmer, is that part of the 'deal' is saying goodbye.  Although we've been pretty lucky, we've had our share of sadness in losing animals to predators, illness or just plain old age.  But when you breed animals, as we do, there is another 'goodbye' that happens when the young ones go off to their new homes.  I'm so often asked if it's hard to say goodbye to animals that have been born and bred at the farm.  You bet it is.  In the last few years we've been lucky enough to have had puppies,
 and horses 
born at our place.  I've managed to be there for most of the births - and each and every time it's truly a miracle.  When you've been at the birth, helped clean them up, warm them and get them suckling when necessary, brought them back from the brink when possible - it's hard not to get attached.  
We are 'small batch' breeders.  What I mean by that is we do limited breeding to make sure we can really give enough attention to mom and babies when they're born, as well as get them socialized to people and other animals.  One of my greatest joys is having kids at the farm to play with the newborns.  
To watch the natural connection between them is truly amazing.  It's very much a labour of love for us.
For both puppies and goats, we wean at 8 weeks old.  So almost as soon as they are born, we start letting people know that they've arrived.  We currently have a list of over 100 on our waiting lists.  

It's very important to us where our babies go.  So I spend time talking to and/or emailing with prospective buyers to get a feel for them - to make sure they understand the commitment required and get a sense of what kind of home the babies are going to.  We encourage buyers to stay in touch, ask questions and let us know how its going.  I'm always thrilled to get pictures of how the kids and puppies are doing.  
Sometimes there are heartbreaking stories - a freak accident where a goat lost its life...but those are rare. More often we hear wonderful stories.  This year the people who bought our puppies had all had a recent loss of their Bouvier.  These new puppies were helping to fill the holes their predecessors had left.  
So, when I'm asked if its hard to say goodbye?  You bet it is!  But I've discovered that goats, puppies, horses and human kids do indeed have wings.  And when they fly and are successfully embarked on their new lives, it's a thrill like nothing else. 

P.S.  Most recently I loaded my 2 fillies, Willow and BonBon and sent them off to their new home.  These 2 horses had been playmates since BonBon was born last June and were almost inseparable.  So when Jennifer asked about buying one of them, I asked if she would consider buying them both so they could stay together.  And I'm thrilled to say she did.    
Signing off with a great big heartwarming picture of Jennifer, Willow and BonBon in their new home... 
February 23, 2015


I'm endlessly fascinated by the social goings-on in the barnyard.  There's no end of real entertainment, both comedy and drama and sometimes even tragedy if you're willing to just sit back and observe.  It often takes me twice as long to do chores because I'll become engrossed in watching our 2 year old filly Willow get right up in the face (do they have faces?) of one of our chickens.  Its almost as if she wants them to play.  They of course, could care less because they're engrossed in looking for bugs and other goodies in the rich, sweet smelling horse poop Willow and her friends leave so liberally in their paddock.

This year I was really smug because the goat breeding seemed to go really well.  And then it was time to get the bucks out of the doe pens.  Ideally, the 3 bucks can live in the same pen together.  But its always a crap shoot.  So many things influence whether they will get along as well as they had before breeding season.  At first the boys seemed to be happy to see each other.  But within a day or two I came down to the barn to find Mr. T. bleeding from his head.  (No pictures of that).  As it turns out, though I thought T was being picked on, it seems he was the picker and Rudolf Valentino was the pickee - so to speak.  

Ordinarily, things settle down within a day or two and after some scuffling the new pecking order gets established and the only butting happens at dinner time.  This time, Rudolf was being beaten up so badly he was seeing stars.  And I've no doubt he would have been killed had we left him there much longer.  
So he got moved to another pen, on his own to recover. But he was lonely. So we put Emmy, one of the does he bred in with him.  I guessed that pairing wrong too.  They didn't hurt each other.  But Emmy was really missing her girlfriends.  She spoke to me all day long and every chance she got to say she'd had enough of Rudolf and wanted to get back to her posse.  I thought she'd settle in.  But after 5 days she was still prattling on at me.

So we moved her back with her friends and it was as if she'd never left.   I'd resisted putting any little ones in with Rudolf because he could really hurt them if he weren't pleased.  But at this point there wasn't much choice.  So I put Yoda and Fast Eddie - who are great buddies - in with Rudy.  And although Yoda was a little unsure about this big fellow, it wasn't long before he and Fast Eddie were dancing circles around the old man and even he started getting into the fun of it all.  


If you've gotten all the way through this recounting - here's a link to a video see how they're doing today.
January 20, 2015

Got Your Goat? You Might Think Twice!

One of the things that never gets old, is seeing reactions when we tell people that we raise goats.  Without exception, it makes people laugh, smile and feel good.  They want to hear the stories, see pictures and know more.  It seems that there are a lot of people who dream of getting goats one day and I'm all for it - if you're sure of what you're getting into.  There is nothing more fun and rewarding and sometimes more heartbreaking and difficult, than raising goats. It's hard to be in a crappy mood when you're surrounded by these gentle, inquisitive, opinionated little creatures.  

I'm often asked how hard it is to take care of a goat. Its actually more complicated than you'd expect.  In some ways they are such hardy beasties.  They can live very happily in -20 degree weather, as long as they have access to a shelter when needed.  They grow adorable furry coats which seem to keep them warm enough.  Its usually more of a problem keeping their water thawed, than keeping them warm in winter. They are ruminants and have 4 stomachs.  If you've ever had stomach issues - imagine the possibilities if you were dealing with 4 of them - each with a different function?  

Keeping the gut balanced is critical to the health of a goat.  And figuring out the right mix of feed, grains, nutrients to keep it all on track feels pretty close to rocket science sometimes. It's taken me 6 years to find a mix that I'm happy with - and even so, I'm always working to improve it.  

Then there are vaccinations. Just as in humans, vaccinations are meant to avoid a whole raft of potential ailments, many of which are specific to goats. The lovely complication is that very few medications are made specifically for goats.  There just aren't enough of them to warrant the drug companies developing goat-specific meds and vaccines.  So we goat owners are left to figure out how to adapt meds made for sheep, cattle and sometimes horses (or even people) for goats.  Furthermore, because goat metabolisms are much faster than most of these other animals, doses often need to be doubled, tripled or sometimes even quadrupled to be effective. But not always. So you see the tricky waters we goat people sometimes have to navigate.

There are loads more things to think (and worry) about when you live with goats.  And I'm always learning and they're always teaching.  And no matter how hard it is, what heartbreaking thing has happened, there isn't a day I'm not incredibly grateful for the love and happiness they generate at our place.

So after reading this, if you are STILL interested in raising goats - don't hesitate to send me an email.  I'm happy to discuss goats all day long. 


January 15, 2015

Moving Day for the Haute Goats

Well, all good things come to an end....and so it goes with our goats too.  The does were in breeding groups from November 16th. Each group had one buck - Rudolf Valentino, Mr. T. or Don ChwAAN.  They were together from November 16th through 2 heat cycles (they cycle every 3 weeks).  We were a tad late because of the cold weather and moved them last Sunday.  There was some readjusting while pecking orders were re-established.  The bucks were all back together again and there was some bloodletting in their pen.  But they've now all settled in again and seem glad to see each other.  Here's a link to a short video I did in the doe pen just after they were re-united.


December 30, 2014

A million things go through your mind...

We had 19 chickens yesterday.  Tonight when I went around to tuck everyone in there were 10. 

There have been 2 foxes stalking us lately.  Farmer Dan ‘took out’ one of them after they’d poached 2 of our chickens (we won’t post pics as they were gruesome.  But suffice to say, the shotgun he used was loaded with “varmint buckshot"). Its an ongoing debate whether to keep free-ranging the chickens, or to have them in an enclosed outdoor pen.  Its such a joy to see the chickens come all the way up to the house each day and have complete free range.  They particularly love the horse poop (oh the fabulous goodies they find in there…yuck!).  But I have to believe they also love having no boundaries. Don’t we all? I suppose that’s my perhaps-too-liberal anamorphic interpretation.  Maybe its enough that they can eat well and survive.
Typically, for the evening chores, I feed/water/grain the goats, make sure the horses have water (they live outdoors 24/7 and have a big bale of hay in their round bale feeder), then feed/water and close in the chickens.  Tonight I found only 10 and my first thought was that the other 9 had been poached by the nasty remaining fox.  Sure made me feel lousy.  
For some reason, I took a minute to say goodnight to the horses who had wandered into the run-in in the barn.  And then I heard a subdued, but ‘group’ chicken noise.  It was some (but not all) of the missing chickens.  The horses (I’m willing to bet it was Fabeina) had found a way to shut the door to the chicken coop - which is in their paddock.  And so these chickens had been left out in the cold.  In every sense of the word.  I was totally thrilled - and can only imagine the relief those poor chickens felt.
So I scooped them up - one at a time, and put them back in their coop.  What would have ordinarily been a very chaotic, difficult job, was unbelievably easy.  My theory is - they knew they’d been saved.  And truthfully?  I was thrilled to have found them and been able to put them back in their coop so they can live at least another day.
- photo by Judy Anderson