May 15 2008
Goat Herder in Sinjar
Visiting one of our newly constructed wells north of Sinjar Mountain, we encountered a goat herder and his family living in the pump house.
In a previous post I mentioned the family with 7 kids living in the tent next to a pump house, but this family actually took up residence inside the pump house. Based on the satellite dish in the picture, I think they might be distantly related to the Manrys!
As we were preparing to leave, the goat herder offered us glasses of fresh goat’s milk. While warm, chunky, goat’s milk may appeal to some, I had to politely decline the offer.
Mom made an attempt to get my siblings and I to drink goat’s milk and eat goat’s cheese when we were growing up. I think she was also torturing us with carob chips at the time.
I remember that failed attempt at goat’s milk…Howie
Would you rather have had powdered milk?
Oh boy….powdered milk. Now that brings back a memory or two. Not to mention the goats milk and cheese. Must have been a faze all north eastern Minnesotan’s went through. Our kids just don’t get how good they have it!!!
I admit, the powdered milk was much worse. However, it was easier for Robert to hide his beans in, because all the powder sank to the bottom.
For the record, they were peas not beans. You can’t hide beans in milk — you gotta use your pockets.