Things Just Happen

While we were in Maine we got a call from Emmy that Boot had passed.  What should she do!  There were options and the one that made the most sense was to bury him on a farm (all animals got to a farm to die, right?) So we called the Racer's and Sharone and Emmy came up with a plan.  Texts and calls were made all over the place to find someone to help them  Trevor Ellison came to our rescue.  They got a plan together and were able to do what they needed to do.  Emmy even sent me pics of them hand digging the grave and one with a cross she had made when they were finished.  Have no idea what happened.  Just so sad.  I felt bad for them finding him and then having to deal with it all.  So I owe you all dinner!  Thank you so very much!

They Are In The Mail!!

Love them!  And the fox!

Scoot, the shy, laid-back one.

Boot...the stinker of the group!

And sweet Boogie!

I can not wait until they get here.  Guess I will camp out by the mailbox!

And Now There Are Three

I love them!  All of them show their personalities.  I LOVE them!  Now to figure out where to put them! I LOVE THEM! It will take awhile because they are coming from Australia. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THEM!  Moey you are the best. I REALLY LOVE THEM!  Thank you!!

Ms. Donna's Shots

Ms. Donna came to paint rocks and took some pic of the farm.  I love it when people share.  I get a different perspective when I see what others see.  Thanks for sharing.  Come back again soon.

One of the best pics of Scoot.  I think because he is black it is harder to get a good pic of him.

The chicken helper.  Or maybe the herder!  No, not really, she is waiting for someone to move so she can have a little scratch too.

Boogie getting a black jelly bean.

Boot getting up close and personal.

More For Moey

 Look how long his beard is!

For Moey

Remember my friend that lives in Australia.  The one that painted my more than awesome barnyard with the original girls.  Well I have asked her to do portraits of the boys.  Just small 3x5 or 5x7 so they can be framed and  on the wall in the pantry hallway too.  She is really busy...mom to many, working multiple jobs, going to school...I honestly don't know when she sleeps.  So I have been trying to do some headshots...one problem...when they see me they come running.  And they never seem to stop.  I guess I am just going to have to campout hiding in the bushes to get more.  These are too bad but I feel that she will need more to get a true picture of their personalities.

 Boot is the more aagile of the bunch.  He will climb and jump from anything in his path.  He also is the most loving.

Becasue of Scoot's coloring, he is the hardest to get a good pic of.  He is a little camera shy also.  Also runs from me since I helped tihe his surgery.  I think he know I was the one holding him down wheil the vet did the dirty work.  He may never forgive me.

 And then there is Boogie.  Loves the camera..works it everytime.

Knows several poses.

Remember....

Remember the day I lost the basket of eggs?  Here is a little of the back story.

I went out and gathered eggs.  On my way back this is what distracted me...

They will climb on anything and everything!!!

Look where I found them...right where I put them before chasing Boot off the grill.  Had them in a safe place...away from the new climbing, jumping zone.

Not Too Happy About This...

but it sure is fun to watch.

So now I am looking for a large piece of wobbly steel/metal for them to play on.  I guess my stump and log bridge has lost its luster.  Moving on to bigger and better play equipment.

The Faces I Love In The Morning

Playing King of The Hill.

Mark Scared Me To Death

 We have been having really unusual hot and humid days.  Those days where if you just think about going outside your clothes into sponges.  Miserable.  We have noticed that we need to fill up the animals water a few more times a day.  So Mark goes out to check on water int he middle of the afternoon.  He comes back in and yells at me that I need to come outside and see what has happened.  The first thing that entered my mind was one of the animals had died due to the heat.

I'm worried but when I saw this I laughed.  Silly goat!  He did this when he was smaller and could get himself out.  Once he saw me he looked and sounded like one of those goats that you see on FB beating really loud and sticking their tongues was out in the process.

He was sooo stuck.  There was no amount of shoving, pulling, squeezing...nothing getting him out!

He would calm down as long as I was in eyesight.  But the minute I was out of sight he would start screaming again.

We tried a crowbar and hammer.  No luck.  Then we realized that we would need to remove the board.  That wasn't ging to happen either.  Last resort was cut it with a saw.  I held Boot's ears and head so he wouldn't be scared or wouldn't be cut.  then I cut the back of the board.  I pried it again with the crowbar.  Then I muscled it off.

So now we have a missing board.  But not a goat trap anymore.

Such a pretty boy!

Didn't Have Time To Get A Pic

Mark has had a little setback with a broken tailbone so he is spending lots of time in the hot tub trying to get some relief.  So this is how the story goes...

I was feeding The Boys their 8PM bottle in the 'feeding spot' and I hear garbled words that I could only make out to be...Jan, he's in.  Boot had done a cannonball into the hot tub.I look up ans see  him doing the dog paddle to the side of the hot tub!  I jump up and it seemed like I was running in slow motion across the backyard.  By the time I got to the firepit, Boogie had gotten himself up and out of the water.  He came running to me as fast as he could with one ear wonky and the other straight up with the most scared little face I had ever seen.  I picked him up and hugged him and checked him out.  He is fine.  A little wet but no worse for wear.  Scared me to death.  Two things I have learned already in my short time as a goat momma...make sure that the ashes from the campfire the night before are cold and totally out and never have the hot tub lid open when The Boys are out playing in the yard.

I'm telling you there is never, NEVER a dull moment around here!  And I love it!

A Graduate Returns

Marli can hardly stand it that her sister gets to see the goats and the chickens every day.  So every once in awhile she talks her dad into brings her to pick up her sister.  Today was one of those days.

Boot was having none of it!  Maybe next time.  And I was so afraid that she was going to get her pretty dress filthy!

Picking Up The Boys

Boot getting to know me.

Scoot coming to investigate.

All my boys in one place.

And did I mention that they love to eat hair.

I even got a lesson on hoof trimming.

 Trimming should be done once a month.

Everyone all smiles.  Thanks guy for taking great care of my babies.