Ellie and the Goats... It sounds like a nursery rhyme. This spring we were happy to have three brand new baby "girl"(lucky us, ...and lucky them) goats. Due to my previous whalish condition I did not venture out to see them, but Ellie and I were encouraged to pick names for them. We choose Cinnamon, and Sugar due to their brown and white coats, and Ugly Betty(pictured above) due to her apparent blatant ugliness. After a few weeks, I did venture out to meet the new kids, and I honestly was unable to tell the ugly one apart from the other two. Yet, (like life) once you're an Ugly Betty, and Ugly Betty you remain.Ellie loves to feed and play with the goats She goes out in the pasture and they follow her everywhere. It's funny she carries around a stick when she does it.. ... so she looks like a little goat herder. The goats love to show off for us and display amazing feats of gymnastics in order to impress us. I see the goats' pasture as an over sized playpen. Thanks to the wonderful invention of electricity.. Ellie is not getting out on her own, and nothing gets in.
Barry is milking the two mother goats, and we are enjoying creamy fresh goat's milk every day.
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Great Blog. I am excited you started one. Max loved the pictures of ellie. He asked when we could go and see her.
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