What a busy summer it has been. I don’t know about you, but I am needing vacation from summer vacation. Or maybe just getting back to some semblance of a schedule that we tend to toss aside when school lets out in June.
It has been awhile since I had time to sit and write. It was a blur of activity. Trips away, a fabulous Young Living convention, 4th of July, Greg’s Grandmas birthday party to celebrate her 100th year (a few weeks early), county fair, prepare for back to school with a hundred appointments and shopping, and sadly the passing and funeral of Greg’s grandma. She almost made it to 100. She lived life fully to the last day! What a blessing.
And finally kids back to school!
You would think I would have sat down and caught my breath for a few days. I probably should have…
But there’s this strange thing that happens to me every summer during our time at the fair. I seem to spend the entire 10 days checking in on the goats. I can’t stay away from them. I need them in my life and I miss owning them.
This year at the fair our rabbits were set up right next to the little petting farm area. And it had a pen of teeny tiny baby goats. Oh my heart.
We were so busy that I had to let it go. We had discussed boarding goats for some of the 4-H members next spring/summer anyway.
Let me back up a bit…I have to mention that dear hubby had cracked the door open earlier this year by saying he wanted some “weed eaters” (meaning goats) to start munching down the weeds in our back-back yard/up and coming home grown forest.
Really. Does he not know me at ALL? To put that idea into my head. It was inevitable.
And then my daughter said she would like to take a goat project too…swing that door all the way open. It’s as good as done bwhahahaha.
So last week I finally had a day to myself at home…somehow craigslist popped up on my computer screen and I saw them.
2 young pygmy goats. Great price. hmmmm. Close that window. Nah, we need meat goats. Not adorable, tiny pygmy goats with horns intact.
Couple days later it happened again. That ad mysteriously appeared on my computer 😉
It was then that I realized these goats lived less than 5 minutes away from me.
I could not help myself. I inquired. The owner immediately replied. A rare happening for a Craigslist ad.
The next night before hubby even knew what was happening our ancient minivan was turned back into the goat mobile, stuffed to overflowing with fresh bales of hay, my kids, and bouncing baby goats. And my heart was happy.
I have held off posting about them because they were in rough shape and needed some TLC. All is well now.
So here they are…no names yet although I have been calling them Stinker and Tinker according to their personalities hahaha.
They weigh in at a whopping 21 and 13 pounds. Almost as big as Chubs the New Zealand rabbit.
One sweetly obnoxious, one aloof and shy.
Together a perfect addition to our little farm. Happy Farm Friday!
Little Miss Tinker
2 Disgusted Cats
Not At AllHappy About What We Brought Home