We used to have Nubian dairy goats that we milked twice a day. The routine was to let three goats out of the pen at a time. They would jump up on the milking stands and eat. We would wash their milk bags with a mild soap and water solution and then begin milking. Sometimes the goat would step into the milk pan. Other people would throw the milk away, but not us. Momma insisted it could all be strained out.
After being milked the goat would have Teat Dip (an orange medicated solution) applied to her teats to help prevent her from getting Mastitus. The milk was then carried into the house, strained and refrigerated.
It was quite normal to see goat hair, manure, dirt, and little orange specks of Teat Dip solution floating in the milk and settled on the bottom of the jar. My sister and I were forced to drink this milk. To make it even more of an ordeal, the milk had a "goaty" smell and taste to it. So we learned to gulp it down quickly while holding our noses. My mother, always helpful and full of advice said, "Just strain the milk through your teeth!"
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