So, it dawned on us at some point that we actually speak human better than we speak goat. So instead of just trying to convince the goats to get out of the road whenever a car was coming, we got right out there in the road and stopped the traffic. Read more…
Jennie had a dream. I said. She had a dream that we had a sweet goat named Oatcake. Wyatt’s brown and white. Sophie said. Maybe his name is Oatcake! We laughed and laughed and loved it and decided to try it out. We were both dressed in our hiking dresses Read more…
He screamed his face off and just about pulled the fence post out of the ground. Wyatt, you’re okay buddy, I told him while I saddled up Jon Snow. Wyatt leaped around and broke his collar trying to get back into the paddock with Bosco and Sharkey. I fixed his Read more…
So I picked up Melissa and we talked goats and caught up while we drove to Mom’s house. I’d only seen her a few times since high school but she and Renee were going to join us to hike the Tahoe Rim Trail with the goat-eo gang. We saddled up Read more…
Sophie visited, and I visited, and Bosco was so excited to go on walks, he’d run to the gate and baaa before we even got his outfit on. Wyatt would hide behind Carlie the horse and look around her butt at us when he thought we weren’t paying attention. We Read more…