On Wednesday I didn't have to grovel. We had already planned to met with another friend, Sylvia, from the gourd club who lives close by, so we met at Jane's house.
This is how it went...
The babies greeted us at the gate.
(Jane carried in the goat food while Sylvia played defence with the little escape artists.)
"Did you see that? They just pulled me back in here by my pretty collar. I thought it was an embellishment for my awesomeness but it's not... it's to control me. I'm going to have to use my charms now.
I watched my friend, Pink Collar. She knows how to make humans do anything. She's good. Watch her."
"Hi there. Did you say your name was Sylvia?"
"Well, that didn't work, but maybe Pink was having a slow day."
The grass hay was spread in the feeders and it was chow time.
But there is always one that wants to play with its food.
But mom was getting a little tired of all this. She kept walking away.
"It's time for you little ones to stop using me. I need a rest. Enough is enough."
So we thought this would be a good time to make an exit. Jane left first to get ready for our lunch.
"Wait... where are you going Jane?"
These are Alpine goats. This link will tell you all about them. They originated in the French Alps. They come in all colors and they are heavy milk producers.
Watch the video at this site and get your goat baby fix for the day.
Thanks Jane for always letting me come to visit and spend some time with your goats. They are beautiful and charming animals.
This is Jane's oldest goat. I can't remember her name.
She's beautiful and has a wise countenance.
She's retired and knows that she will be taken care of for the rest of her goat life.
I miss my goats and will always have great memories of them. But, at least once a year, Jane gives me a chance to visit her Alpines and her new kids... and get my goat fix for a while.
Thank you Jane.
( For some interesting facts about goats and some funny photos, go here and enjoy.)