Jim’s parents and our nephew Joseph went to buy goats yesterday. They wanted two and came back with seven Boer goats, anywhere from about five months old (the kids) to mature, pregnant females. They’ll go and get a billy goat in a couple of weeks.
I’ve seen slides of me petting goats at a petting zoo when I was two years old. Well, I haven’t been near one since. These ones are afraid of humans and it’s not surprising as since the great goat enterprise began yesterday afternoon, they’ve already been wormed and “Bossy” who gets all the food and pushes all the others around, just a few moments ago got de-horned so she won’t hurt the others.
Sounds like fun being on a farm! Four year-old Joseph loves it. He’s got his mini John Deere ‘dozer hooked up to a Radio Flyer wagon. I’ll have to get a photo of him, if he stands still long enough for me to take it!
Home to the big city tomorrow so we’re enjoying our last day here visiting family.
Cooking with Dee 