Goats are an endless source of amusement. They are clever animals, and they love to play. I can, and do, watch them for hours. It’s like having my own little entertainment network right off my front porch. In case you don’t have goats in your front yard (and why ever not???), I’ll share mine.
The fun starts like this, with a little head-butting.
Or sometimes like this, “bothering” each other by batting hooves on whoever happens by or climbing on their back.
Next thing you know they’re standing on two legs.
I love the standing up on two legs the best.
Nutmeg is really good at it.
I think she likes to show off.
Sometimes Honey and Nutmeg forget what they’re doing and get mama involved.
“Don’t do it, Honey!”
“You’re gonna be sorry! Don’t you remember…..
….what she did to that cat?”
Honey picked himself up halfway across the goat yard.
Clover: “Show’s over. I would like a cookie now. Oh, and I’ll take their cookies, too, thank you. And if that cat had anything, send it here. I’m its new address. WANT TO TRY MILKING ME NOW, WOMAN? I’M IN THE MOOD.”