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Pocahontas has the most beautiful eyes.
Soulful eyes.
I love to look in her eyes. She looks back at me and she asks me for an apple.
Or a cookie.
She tells me Clover is uppity and that those chickens are So Annoying and that she misses her mama in Ohio.
I tell her that Clover will warm up to her in time—just ask Annabelle—and that she’ll get used to the chickens and that I’ll be her mama now.
She follows me around whenever I come into the goat yard and nuzzles up to me.
She is just a sweet, giant baby.
With sweet, giant eyes.
Annabelle nuzzles up to me, too. She wants to come to the porch. The goats nuzzle up to me—they want a cookie. Pocahontas just wants…..
…..love.
