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Monday, December 29, 2008

Disgruntled Goats: the after Christmas bummers

"Hi Bart! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you, baby."...., no answer. Farmlady laughs and says, "What's the matter, sweetie, didn't Santa bring you everything you wanted?".... No answer...

"Hey Brownie, what's the matter with Bart? He seems upset about something, but he won't tell me what's wrong."
"I don't know, farmlady. He's not talking to us either."
"Well, I can't imagine what this is all about. The prospector cleaned out your house and put new straw down. He spent all last week spreading gravel on the ground outside the door, here, so you wouldn't have to walk in mud when it rains. What do you suppose has got him all upset?"
"I just don't know. Maybe he's tired of the cold weather."
" I think you guys are kind of spoiled. Some goats have to live where it snows in the winter..., and they don't have a nice house to go into when the weather is awful. Some goats just have a lean-to and have to huddle together against the elements."
"What are elements?"
"Wind. rain..., snow. You haven't even seen snow yet."
"Oh..., well I still don't know why it has to be so cold."
"You are such summer goats. I just love this weather. This isn't even that cold, really."
"Sure, when you live in that big warm place, over there. Why don't you let us come in there once in a while?"
"Because you're farm animals and you're not potty trained, Brownie. No one lets goats and chichens come into their houses."
There is a long silence while Brownie thinks about what has just been said. Bart walks over to the fence and Brownie says...,
"Bart, I think we have just been insulted."
"I'm not insulting you, Brownie. I love you guys. I just think you forget that you're goats. Don't be offended. Just go find a place in the sun and relax. Just chill out." Farmlady pats them both on the head.
"Chill out? Odd choice of words. What do you think Bart? They want us to eat more grass in the pasture. They decided to stop the good grain because the "goatlady" said it would cause something called STONES..., and now Farmlady calls us spoiled. I think we need a meeting. I think we need a... , what did I hear about...., a union. Things are getting out of control. BART? Don't you think we need a union?"
Bart looks at me, then he looks at Brownie. Then, (and I have this documented in the photo above), he stuck out his tongue and said something under his breath. I didn't hear it but I think Brownie did. What do you suppose Bart said? Got any ideas? I don't know what's going on with them. Maybe they really are "Summer" goats. Maybe they have S.A.D. and need more sunlight. Maybe they're just going through their "teens". I don't know. Whatever it is, I wish they would snap out of it. I may have to give them an extra treat and take them for a walk. I'm such an enabler. I just want them to be happy.
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  1. giggles... I think they would LOVE grits.

  2. They are so cute, are you going to neuter them? Mature billy goats smell really terrible. Are the Nubian or Alpines? or have I got it wrong altogether?

  3. I think it's time for a visit South to visit Auntie Lucy. Please, Please. It's been in the 80here.

  4. The goats are cute but I believe they are a little spoiled, farmlady, but thats ok granmothers are susposed to spoil their grandkids and animals.

  5. I don't know what Bart is saying under his breath but I love that he is trying to hide the fact that he stuck his tongue out by turning away and trying to hide behind his ear. I hope they are feeling better soon. I could sent down a truckload of snow for them to play in. Maybe a snowball fight would perk them up.

  6. Hmmmmm..... I think it is just the teen thing going on. I think if you brouht them in the house for a little while they would appreciate their own space more. I don't think they would like the inside rules too much...'don't touch that, no running inside, etc.'

    Hope you and yours have a wonderful New Year my friend.


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