Well, it was a storm, alright.
I took these snaps yesterday morning, when we had about six inches of snow. We got over a foot before the snow stopped last night.
During morning chores yesterday, Violet and her daughter Sambucus were invited out of the paddock to hunt and gather between the barn and the house, while I was to-ing and fro-ing, to-ing and fro-ing.
The hemlock branches were weighed down by snow, and both goats meandered over to help themselves to branch tips.
Did you know that goats have no upper teeth in the front of their mouths? The way goats break off a mouthful of something is to grab it and then snap their heads up, with their front bottom teeth acting as a cutting edge.
Sambucus demonstrates the grab:
And, with snow-laden branches, the secondary result of the snap:
Want to see it again?
You're up, Violet!
The grab:
And the snap!
This is the face of a very happy goat:
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