No one is sure where this pigeon came from. Our neighbor, who occasionally raises pigeons, said that none of his birds are missing. This mess-
The goat babies are growing by leaps and bounds. They are also getting a little rambunctious! The two older ones especially. Oh to have their energy for a few hours…but only a few hours because more than that could possibly leave me in a state of exhaustion from which I’d never recover! They love to jump and climb…the higher, the better. I think that Princess would be on the top of the barn roof if there was a way for her to get up there. Spartacus still seems to be the “baby” of the bunch. He wants to be carried or cuddled all the time. When we let them out of their barn stall, he stands just outside the stall in the barn. He will not venture out into the pasture, even with the other little goats. If I pick him up and carry him out into the pasture, he mostly stands there waiting to be picked up again. Hopefully, soon he will out grow some of that.
"STOP...following...us!"
The wee ones are so fun to watch. They often run sideways (I should mention, too, that they would give Speedy Gonzales a run for his money…ándale, ándale, arriba!) and perform the most amazing acrobatic feats. This, in turn, excites Samson to no end. I have to keep a close eye on him because he has not been fully trained and tends to play a little “too rough” with the babies if not under constant supervision. He loves to chase the little darting balls of fur but is not sure what he is supposed to do if he catches one. “Am I supposed to eat it? Smack it around? Slobber all over it until it looks like it fell into a slimy lake?”
We should be starting on the garden in the next few days. I have been drooling over seed catalogs for a while now and have gotten a few seeds. I hope to expand on what I did last year and do things a little different. I just love those fresh salads and tomato sandwiches! I may outline what I have planned for the garden in a future post. Until then…shalom and blessings!
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