A Visit to Blue Heron Farm: Oh My Goat!

I love goats!  I’ve been following Blue Heron Farm for several years on social media and had visited in the past.  So when I knew I’d be in the neighborhood one weekend, I had to visit again.  The farm is located near Waller, Texas, about an hour drive northwest of Houston.  Lisa and Christian Seger have about a couple dozen Nubian goats and farm their milk for cheese (chevre).  They do farm tours about once a month, and also host farm dinners and other events.  Here’s my visit…in pictures.

 

Cow neighbors from across the street. These look like teenagers!
Cow neighbors from across the street. These look like teenagers!

 

Tours start promptly at 11:00am, so when we arrived early, we had enough time to visit the cows across the street before the tour began.  Right on time at 11:00am, we were off to meet and greet all the friendly animals on the farm.

 

Octopus Moonshine
Octopus Moonshine

 

Octopus Moonshine (Moonie), their Great Pyrenees livestock guard dog and tour ambassador is the happiest ball of fluff I’ve ever met.  What a sweetheart!

 

Kitty
Motorhead, farm kitty begs for attention.

 

Motorhead, their farm kitty, spotted me for what I was…a dog person, and she was having none of it.  Ok Motorhead, you and I are cool.  And you’re very pretty…don’t tell “the dogs” I said that.

 

The bliss of holding a one-day-old baby goat!
The bliss of holding a one-day-old baby goat!

 

Here’s where my brain turned to mush and I lost the ability to speak, make rational thoughts, or function as an adult.  Baby goats!  Goat puppies!  I could not stop kissing that sweet face!

 

Can I keep him?
Can I keep him?

 

Can I have one?  Just one?  Please?!

 

A happy stampede of goats!
A happy stampede of goats (and Goatrude)!

 

I got a little more excited and was eager to see the dairy goats.  So I managed to work my way to the front of the crowd without knocking any children down, followed Lisa into the field, and let the goats stampede me like a herd of Great Danes.  Being bottle fed and handled since they were babies, these goats are extremely friendly and love affection.  And I was happy to oblige!

 

These pretty girls just want attention, and I was happy to oblige!
These pretty girls just want attention…no problem!

 

I petted, hugged, and kissed at least half the herd.  It made my day!

 

Plenty of goat kisses to go around.
Plenty of goat kisses to go around.

 

My husband couldn’t resist their charm either.  How could anyone?  These girls were just so damn charming!

 

Even my husband couldn't resist their charm.
That’s a good back scratch!

 

I think they had to drag me out of there.  First one in, last one out.

 

Shy girl?
What a pretty smile!

 

I just love their personalities and expressive ears.

 

Portraits of the pretty girls.
Portraits of the pretty girls.

 

Next we were shown a milking demonstration.  Milking goats is harder than it looks!  At least the girls don’t seem to mind.  I think they get milked daily, so they’re well used to it.

 

Milking time!
Milking time!

 

During the milking demonstration, I went to check on the babies…yep, still precious!

 

I couldn't get enough of these babies!
I couldn’t get enough of these babies!

 

On the way back, a chicken crossed my path.  I think it’s good luck in the country, or something.

 

Why did the chicken cross...oh never mind. She does what she wants!
Why did the chicken cross…oh never mind. She does what she wants!

 

Blue Heron Farm also has Guinea Fowl that roam freely on their farm.  Their feathers are beautiful!

 

Guineas! How gorgeous are these feathers?!
Guineas! How gorgeous are these feathers?!

 

Towards the end of the tour, we followed the Segers out to the lake where we tried several flavors of their fresh chevre.  We tasted perfectly plain, green goddess, and spicy Mediterranean, and they were all divine!  We also tried their cajeta, which is a Mexican style syrup made from goat milk.  I could drink the entire jar!  I was lucky there were other people around, because I seriously considered it.

 

Picnic time out by the lake.
Picnic time out by the lake.

 

On our way back to the cars, we said hello to the neighbors (NAY-bors)…

 

Horse neighbors...hello!
Horse neighbors…and mules!

 

And donkeys…

 

Donkeys!
Donkeys!

 

And all the happy puppies.  Looking good there, Lefty!

 

Don't forget about us!
Don’t forget about us!

 

If you get a chance to visit sometime, I highly recommend it.  Check their website for details.  You can also find their products at local farmers market and shops.  The chevre and cajeta are damn good, y’all.