I was the same way. When I was a baby I used to stop breathing and turn blue for no apparent reason. It took awhile to figure out but I was allergic to cows milk. That is not a good thing when you live on a dairy farm. I did have goats milk at the time, but do not remember what it tasted like.
I have actually looked at getting into sheep dairy farming. In the state of Maine there are 4 sheep dairy operations and the price is incredible. The cow dairy farm gets 13 bucks per hundred pounds of milk, while a sheep dairy farm gets 50 dollars a hundred weight. With a 50% fat content, sheep milk is supposed to make the best cheese, but because of very few sheep dairy farms, its almost unheard of so goats milk is the next best thing.
The funny part is, I have cream and sugar in my coffee and ran out of milk one morning. Well I get up at 3 Am so this was not good. I jumped in my car and drove 30 minutes to the closest store that was open 24/7. On the way back I'm thinking about it and realize I had a lactating sheep right out back in my sheep pen. I should have just ran out and milked the ewe and tried sheeps milk. At 50% cream it would have indeed been half and half, just not pasteurized or homogenized. Not sure if I would drink anything that was not the latter two!
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"