I assume they might have mated with other tomato varieties in the vicinity and might be hybrid?
Nope. No way no how. Those are pure 100% slocomb tomatoes.
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I assume they might have mated with other tomato varieties in the vicinity and might be hybrid?
we dont have kiko goats there.Fro what I understand Boar goats are pretty susceptible to parasites. I would think given your location that a Kiko buck. That crossed over a great milker would be an excellent cross.
II know of kikos but there are noneKiko goats stand up to the parasites much better than most.
Over in dryish area of Texas, whenever it gets super wet for a couple of weeks the death rate on the Boar goats can easily be 10%, the Kikos aren't bothered.
Kiko goats come from New Zealand... For some reason I thought that would be easier for you to get.
Nope. No way no how. Those are pure 100% slocomb tomatoes.
we dont have kiko goats there.
In the tropics, all goats get parasites. I give them loads of medication to keep at a minumum. Ivrmectin every three months, valbazen after freshening and febendazol sx months later
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