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Yesterday, I went down to the goat yard, as usual, to get out feed for the goats and the chickens. Clover came to the fence and I reached out to pet her. I like to pet all the goats every day, but I have a special love for Clover. I can’t help it. She’s very powerful. Usually, she lets me do that for about 20 seconds and then starts trying to eat me.
But yesterday, she just stretched her neck out and turned her head this way and that way and let me pet her and stroke her and scratch her. I reached out with both arms and rubbed on both sides of her belly, trying to see if I can feel babies. I think she’s three months pregnant, but she won’t tell and I can’t tell. (If so, she will be due in August.) Then I scratched her under her chin and behind her ears and stroked her cheeks.
And she just let me and let me. She never lets me do that! Is it the pregnancy hormones? Is this a kinder, gentler Clover???
She was just so sweet.
I said, “Clover, you DO love me!” Finally! She had revealed her true feelings.

And she said, “I love gingerbread. Can you bring me some gingerbread?”
STUPID GOAT!!!!
But that sounds like a pregnant girl, don’t you think?!
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Maybe she is figuring out that she might get more loving if she doesn’t nip! . . .Pickles with gingerbread, for two!?!?! Ha LOL
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Nellie, my Clover, was the same way when she was pregnant. She loved to have her belly scratched. If she’s 3 months, you should start seeing that belly bulge soon. Look at her directly from the front or back and see if she’s looking more round. I hope so. Baby goats are so precious!
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