An Annual Tree-t

My nephew brought the goats their annual Christmas tree-t.  Clover was right there when it was unloaded.

Clover

Soon there was a crowd all around it.  The little girls weren’t quite sure about this thing at first.

Venus, Chiffon, Clover, Aphrodite, Antigone, Myson, Cookie, Caroline, Myson, Gidget

Cupid thought it was pretty good.

Cupid

Myson always makes a pig of himself.

Cookie, Myson, and Gidget

I think we need several more tree-ts to make everyone happy.

Once Again…

I looked out the window one day last week just as the goats were headed out to pasture. I went out (I think it was to let the geese out), and they all came running back to the barnyard on the off chance I might give them food.

That’s when I noticed two goats fighting in the lane.  A closer look showed it was Myson and Zeus.  What the heck?  He was in Alcatraz.

Myson and Zeus

At least they were coming back from pasture.

Haley leading the way (Caroline beind; Myson in the door; Venus peeking through the fence)

I just had to wait until he came through the barn door and grab a horn.  He was pretty easy to lead back to where he belonged.

Then they showed me how my twine around the “gate” was busted.

Casey, Moose (behind), Myson, and Zeus

Fat wethers were trying to play with him.  They popped it open.  Brats.

fat boy wethers

Of course, Clover had to be in heat.

Clover with Xerxes

That means another shot to prevent oopsie babies.  I am really getting tired of this.

Some of the Gang

We really did enjoy the nice weather last weekend.  It’s been cold and miserable all week,

Litha

Hilda

Annie

Myson (Penelope in the back)

Fionn and Anubis

Venus

Pluto

but it’s supposed to be better again this weekend.  We hope.