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July 28, 2007
Caprine Creatures
The lovely goats (that are yeilding about a quart of milk in the am and pm) were from the private stock of a latin teacher. How I became aquainted with said latin teacher is an equally as lovely tale - not tail.
Latin Man is the brother of the sassy MizS.
It was Mary who wrote of her brothers wonderful handraised goats and my wishing for wonderful handraised goats that Mary offered to put me in contact with her beloved brother. After a few email and a phone call it was arranged for us to have some dairy goats.
Mary had offered to take her van to her brothers summer cabin and actually bring me the goats! I love her silly self for the being so willing to stinkafy (stink - ah - fi) her van with smelly goat and many little goaty pooh balls in my effort to obtain well cared for goats.
However, after convincing Steve that two was not enough and three was not enough and him (Steve) saying I could have four and then upping the anty to the I could have six (6!) limit, Tom offered to hitch up the wagon and deliver the goats. Saving Mary quite a bit of trouble and not to mention in the least a whole shit load of shit in her van!
Not really, we would have never let her use her van to bring us goats but the idea was very funny.
Goats! In a minivan! On I-95!
Just imagining the looks and stares and potential wrecks by overwhelmed motorists gave us a bit of a chuckle on more than one occassion.
So on thursday we got to spend a couple of hours with Tom and his absolutely GORGEOUS daughter Alissa (Alyssa?). When Tom came cruising up the driveway with the loaded goat wagon the girls swarmed into a blur of moving arms and legs. A cry went up into the air "they are here! They're here!" It was better than any reaction we have ever witnessed on a Christmas morning.
So, Tom and Alissa off loaded the goats. We sat in the pasture with them and talked. We toured the barns. We got a refresher course on Goat Milking 101 by a latin prof. After cokes with ice and giant hunks of chocolate brownie it was soon time for Tom and Alissa to make their journey back home.
We watched our lovely new goats. Played with them. Brought them into their evening stall and went through the motions of milking both of the does.
Lilah is sooooooooooooooooo much more easy to milk than Cindy.
It is kind of odd to call that goat by the name "Cindy". It is even weirder to say her name while fondling her udders and attempting to get milk from her. (She is nursing 2 babies now.)
Why is it so weird you ask?
My sister's name is "Cindy".
Hahahahahaha!
I'll tell you about the very special visitor we had to the farm yesterday in the nextpost.
We are off now to the county fair where I made a last minute exhibit entry. I am scared to go see the results of the judging because I don't want to be a loser. :/
Posted by Angie at July 28, 2007 11:06 AM
Comments
Please tell us what you entered into the fair - even if you don't win - although I don't see how that could happen!!
Posted by: kenju at July 28, 2007 11:42 PM
Please tell us what you entered into the fair - even if you don't win - although I don't see how that could happen!!
Posted by: kenju at July 28, 2007 11:43 PM