Nutmeg’s baby, all dried up and pretty today.
I’m holding him a little bit every time I go in there so he will make a sweet pet. He already comes to me.
(Halfway managing to take a picture of myself.)
Everybody’s fascinated with WHAT is going on in the closed-up goat house.
Even Glory Bee wants to see!
But for now, he only has me and mommy and–
And that’s probably for the best because I don’t know what’s going to happen when he gets out of there and calls her–