Goat Fest was fast and furious this year. Spur o' the moment actually. So spur o' the moment, I wasn't able to offer fresh delicious goat cheese or goat yogurt or buy a nice selection of fabulous goat cheeses for everyone to eat.
Saturday, after helping Panzee pick her Ass (see Longhope Donkey Rescue post), our friends from Longmont called to see if they could come over for baby goats! They were 20 min. away...
We turned off the 'lectric fence and let everyone frolic in the pasture. While it would be great Johnny Knoxville humor to have access to a 9,000 volt fence... it's not so kid friendly. (Human or goat)
Sammy is our big ol' protector dog. He's friendly... and he keeps a close watch over our little place. Such a good boy.
Pretty little Bequia.... she's 11 this year. It was just yesterday we brought her home from the Denver Dumb Friends League. I don't want her to age...
Toe still loves his goats. Someone needs to tell him he's a sportin' dawg, not a herdin' dawg!
Nuthin' says spring like green grass, a wee lass in Heidi braids and baby goats...
Baby goats are quite obliging for photo ops.... cute little buggers!
3 comments:
Baby goats are the cutest. We have four this year, haven't gotten any pics yet. Need to get on it.
If you come home one evening and there's only one baby goat, don't be alarmed. I might have to steal the liver one just until it gets a little older. I guess it's not stealing, it's BORROWING. :o)
Susan - get those pix out there!
Hezbob - oh, I'd make you a REALLY good deal on a chocolate goat.... grin.
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