It starts with a light gathering….
…that tends to grow.
Faces in the door.
And more faces in the door.
Maybe some leaping to capture attention.
Nuzzling of empty feed cans.
And standing by on call.
And the big moment!
Now the parade can really begin!
Because, you see, nobody actually gets fed up here but nobody wants to miss the start!
And off they go to the barn yard.
Except for this straggler here who’d rather have a bottle of water on the porch.
And sometimes a cookie. And sometimes an invitation to come inside.
And look around.
And go upstairs.
Morgan: “I told you that you shouldn’t let her in the house!”
It was okay, I swept it up…. My precious does no wrong.
I would love to see that parade!! What characters you have on your farm. Is that Ross or Weston home leading the parade? I couldn’t tell. At least you didn’t ask Morgan to clean up after your precious…..
Nancy in Iowa
On June 4, 2013 at 9:34 am
Suzanne McMinn says:
That is Weston. Ross is out to sea.
On June 4, 2013 at 10:03 am
Oh no, that little goat baby isn’t spoiled at ALL. :no:
What funny animals you have on your farm. The pic of the goose cocking its head looking in the back door cracked me up.
On June 4, 2013 at 10:03 am
Chickens who strut past sleeping dogs? A goat who does house inspections? A budding mining engineer who’s gathering pied piper credits? And, in a nod to Agatha Christie, a goat among the chickens—what sweet mystery is this?
On June 4, 2013 at 1:58 pm
…yes…. that’s a good life you are living. :snoopy:
On June 4, 2013 at 2:24 pm
:cowsleep: :chicken: :sheepjump: :woof: :duck: :fairy: :pinkbunny: :dancingmonster: :happypuppy: :pinkpig:
Everyone love a parade, just be glad that the one that came into the house was not a horse. :yes:
On June 4, 2013 at 2:26 pm
ibpallets (Sharon B.) says:
I love little Mia- You know…..I think Morgan should be in charge–She’s sounds like she’s the mom! LOL
On June 4, 2013 at 6:33 pm
Cheryl LeMay says:
Feeding time at the zoo! How does Weston like his summer job?
On June 5, 2013 at 9:40 am
holstein woman says:
I was wondering if the goat did that in the house. I guess some things just can’t be trained out of the little cuties.
I would love to have a parade every day like that. How lovely
On June 7, 2013 at 12:08 am
What’s a little poop between friends?
On June 7, 2013 at 9:24 am
oh you brave brave woman! :sun:
On June 27, 2013 at 10:03 pm
We had goats who liked to come into the house. A nubian who would sneak in while my mom and I were unloading groceries from a CostCo trip, an alpine who ended up being a house milk goat because they were loose, and it was raining (Typical Washington State <333). We'd milk her in the kitchen, and she potty trained herself, all on her own, and would do her business before coming inside. xD And then Magpie was our Queen of the Herd LaMancha, who was near death (Cold) and we brought her inside and pumped her full of sugar, electrolytes, and vitamin B and so on. And she made a surprising come back. We'd had goats get sick like this, and didn't make it (Mostly babies).
She went from unable to get up (We had to roll her on her side and flex her legs regularly to avoid them stiffening) to being held up by a sling in the milking stand (Still in the back porch utility room) To standing on her own, but still with a sling to catch her. To staring out over the baby gate at the kitchen. And then she managed to get the baby gate down and took a stroll around the kitchen, calling for us. She was back out on the farm, pushing everyone else around just like old times, in no time. Unlike the alpine, she didn't deign to train herself.
House goats are fun.
On October 3, 2013 at 5:31 pm