Saturday morning, I was surprised to look out the window and see Popcorn and Pretzel out in pasture. Well, not really. We had warmed back up, and they really do like to go out to pasture.
I had to look twice to see that there were also a bunch of white goats in the picture. They show up much better in the picture than they did in person. I really had to focus and pay attention to notice all three of the white ones.
And just a few minutes after I took the pictures and stepped back in from the deck, I heard a shot. It sounded like someone right outside my door. Of course, I rushed out, and I saw hunters in the Back Forty. Now, I am aware of the pros and cons of hunting, and each to their own, but I panicked at the thought of my babies out there where people were shooting and I had literally just observed how hard they were to see in the snow. So I went out and called them up.
Now they are safely and unhappily locked in the barnyard. But I am much less worried about them.




















