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Me: “Clover, I didn’t appreciate your hoof in the milk bucket this morning.”
Clover: “I want a cookie.”

Me: “I also didn’t appreciate the way you kicked the rope off your hoof, twice, before you stepped in the bucket, or the way you looked at me afterward as if I were an evil troll.”
Clover: “I want a cookie.”

Me: “I need some cooperation here, Clover.”
Clover: “I want a cookie.”

Me: “This is about cheese! Forget the cookies! We’re supposed to be a team!”
Clover: “I. WANT. A. COOKIE.”

Me: “Coco! You’re in charge of these goats! Do something!”
Coco: “Do you want me to eat her cookie?”

COCO!!!
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Thank you so much.
Cece
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After that experience – I agree – cookies for everyone or maybe pie on the pie porch
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I took one of my foster dogs and my old Schnauzer to an auction on Saturday (to socialize the foster as he’s a 7 mos. old Collie pup). I had to check out the goats that they were selling (along w/ the llama’s, and sheep). I was trying to figure out which were milkers and which were meat.
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Good luck with the milking and the dog training!
What ever happened to Bluebell?
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The first year must be the hardest getting started with the animals. I’m sure it will get better. Maybe when she has kids the next time milking will also come easier. Blessings.
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You make my day! Clover, Coco, the kids (both kinds) and the chickens and ducks are just too much. Thanks for sharing your life. Mine is very booooooring.
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It look like Coco has had enough of that darn goat. She just looks so put-upon.
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I don’t need a cookie, because I made Suzanne’s FABULOUS chocolate cake yesterday and it was sooooo good and I’ll have more today!!! I think her frosting turned out better – I need a tad more work on that, but it was YUMMY, Suzanne. I LOVED it!
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Maybe a good dose of benedryl for Clover…make her sleepy. *G*
OR cement galoshes…harder to kick & lift her feet. Good Gracious, I sound like I should be on the Sopranos! Nooo! I’m just teasing,… really.
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swimmin with the fishes!
hahahaa
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