Note: I am still working on a borrowed laptop and cannot upload images or access the thousands of images stored on my broken laptop. But I found some draft posts stored in blogger, and a few have images already in place, so I'm posting this one composed in December 2013. Greetings from Memory Lane.
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Today it was raining lightly, so breakfast was served in the little goat barn for the younger does.
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| "Please don't make us eat in the rain. Rain makes us sad." |
Lily of the Valley assesses the overall quality of the hay by doing the crucial face-test, while Violet takes the single-stem approach for a finely-tuned analysis:
I guess it passed the test!
There's something about listening to animals eat. It's just pleasant, I don't know why.
And if one is used to the steady and rhythmic
munch.
munch.
munch.
of horses, the sound of goats, with their equally steady but more rapid
munch,munch,munch,munch,munch
is very smile-producing.
Really, goats in general are very smile-producing, as many of your comments have indicated.
I am so happy you are enjoying the goats :)
But hark! Violet suddenly stops munching, and is all alertness.
It is the morning school bus, which picks up a gaggle of young children at the corner, about 400 feet downslope from the goat barn.
One of Violet's tasks is to supervise the loading and departure of the bus every day.
(Except weekends, of course. Everyone deserves time off.)
Here they come.
There they go.
My work here is done.
Got any peanuts in that pocket?
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