The dairy door swung open with a blast of cold air and Alex paused in the doorway.
They paused in front of the dairy door and Katie stared down at Carmen in surprise.
She stepped into the dairy, leaving him pondering over one of the goats.
Proving you can make this dairy profitable, or enjoying your work?
Two of the goats had gone into labor, so she transferred them to the building on the release side of the dairy, where they had set up temporary kidding stalls.
But every dime spent on the house meant that much less she could invest in the dairy - and the dairy was the one thing that stood a chance of stimulating her anemic savings account.
Besides, if the dairy went belly up, it would please Josh too much.
I'm the one who talked you into this goat dairy business.
Katie followed her into the dairy and closed the door against the wind.
Inside the dairy she shucked her coat and rubber boots, slipping into a pair of western boots she always kept in the barn.
They left Katie behind in the dairy and entered the other side of the barn.
Crunching across the yard to the dairy, she found the stove there burning warm as well.
She was standing in the middle of the dairy, scowling, when he emerged from the barn.
He had a way with animals, winning Brutus' love and respect, and the trust of the entire dairy herd as well.
He guarded your dairy herd and he's watching your goats now.
The dairy and adjoining barns would make a nice bunkhouse - sometime.
And yet, according to Katie, she ran a budding goat dairy on a run-down farm in Northwest Arkansas.
Leaving the dairy, she crossed the field and then the creek, hopping from one stone to another to avoid getting her boots wet.
This was where he had trailed the wild dogs that had attacked her and the dairy herd so long ago.
Asheville is a market for live-stock, dairy products, lumber and fruits, and has various manufactories (in which a good water-power is utilized), including tanneries, cotton mills, brick and tile factories, and a wood-working and veneer plant.
Three more days and she'd have the dairy back to herself again.
Carmen managed to get Tessa into a stall, and then hobbled to the dairy for some warm water.
Afterward, she was writing some information down in her dairy journal when Alex wandered by.
The dairy door groaned as she opened it and Ed whinnied from his stall in the barn.
Still, we're so different, and she's giving up so much – the dairy, her home...
That goat dairy was what kept her going financially and emotionally.
She was the one who wanted Alex to make the decisions - and the goat dairy had never been more than an income to her.
The dairy door creaked on its hinges when she pulled it open.
Returning to the relative cool of the dairy, she picked up a broom.
Hearing that she once had a goat dairy might have piqued his interest, though.
The goat dairy or bringing him to me?