"Brownie, are you being a good boy? I hope you're not butting Murph' around too much. You could hurt him with your horns."
"I'm just tired of him trying to get my grass, Farmlady. "
"Well Brownie, it's springtime and the grass is growing all over the place. There's plenty for everyone."
" I just want my share. I just don't want him to have more than me."
"Brownie, sweetheart, there is a lot of grass out there..., enough for everyone."
"Easy for you to say." (under his breath)
"What Brownie?"
"I said... HAVE A NICE DAY and please don't call me sweetheart."
"Hey Bart, how's it going?"
"Rather well, Farmlady. It's warm and the sky isn't falling anymore. I love all this green stuff."
"That's called grass and there will be lots of it for a while."
"It's very good."
" I'm glad your'e so happy about it. Lifes pretty good right now isn't it?"
"Yes it is. What are you doing here?"
"I'm going to the vegetable garden to do some weeding. I thought I would visit with all of you first . It's such a beautiful day."
"The vegetable garden? Can we come with you."
"Well sure. You go into the south pasture and I'll go to the garden. Maybe I'll find some of that grass with the flowers that you guys like so much. I'll feed it to you through the fence. Does that sound like a plan?"
"Yes it does Farmlady."
"Hey Murph'..., Freckles. Where are you going. Don't you want some special grass from the garden?"
(Murphy stops and looks back) "Thanks Farmlady but we'll just stay here near our house. The coyotes, last night, have us all on edge. Did you know that they were here below the house?"
"Yes I heard them but you are safe in your goathouse at night."
"Well Brownie says that they come and eat our grass and that they are magic. He says that they can walk through fences and come through walls. That's pretty scary."
"Brownie? Are you telling stories again? You know that Coyotes don't walk through walls."
"Are Murph' and Freckles eating grass?"
"What?"
"They will stay in the house most of the day and that leaves more grass for me."
" Well that's not very nice Brownie. You need to stop scaring Murphy. He worries too much, anyway, and Freckles listens to everything you say. You and Bart are older. You should know better."
"Ya...., sorry."
"Oh Brownie, what I'm I going to do with you?"
What a lovely story. Great pictures. Tell Brownie to behave and not tell tales to the other goats. Madeline
ReplyDeleteAww.... give those sweet babies a hug for me! (yeah... right! as if they would stand still for that! lol!)
ReplyDeleteI love it... Brownie is a tall tale feller... and a cutie to boot. But don't tell the others because I don't want the compliment to go to Brownie's head. He might have to think up more tall tales to tell to try to get even more in the spotlight!
ReplyDeleteWhew. Try sayin' that fast three times.
Helen
Word Verification... protell. I had to laugh when I scrolled down and saw that one.
LOL, Brownie sounds like he needs to met Molly Goat, she'd straighten him out real quick, she's not afraid of them old Coyotes, she thinks she's a dog and would just try to bark at them and run them off, so Murph and Freckles would feel save with her.
ReplyDeleteBrownie is so bad...lol..
You are a hoot, you should be writing children's stories. Do you drink goats milk & make cheese?
ReplyDeleteI finally have a dozen little chickens (laying hens), but now I'm doing my best to talk my tree farmer husband into the two baby goats I want (Baxter & Beatrice!)...I love the pics of yours!
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