Why did I take these pictures on this side of the fence, do you ask? Because if I didn’t, I’d have eight baby goatsies climbing all over me, nibbling my hair, and fighting for a place on my lap. There’d … Continue reading
It’s been a rough week. All week, Mom and I nursed Puppy as best as we knew how. We researched, we bought all the medicine we could find, we rolled her from one side to another, Anna turned physical therapist … Continue reading
“My name is Marius Pontmercy . . .” “And mine’s Cosette!” Introducing Marius and Cosette, Puppy’s babies. (Surprise–I didn’t name them!! Daddy did. But I didn’t argue with the suggestion, not even a wee little bit ;) ) Here’s the story … Continue reading
Before anybody goes crazy over the title of this post–this is NOT, I repeat, NOT a post about the two nephews of Thorin Oakenshield in The Hobbit!!! Nuh-uh. Not these guys. THESE GUYS!!!!!!!!!!! Maggie had twin bucklings this afternoon. Her … Continue reading
I didn’t wake up this morning expecting to have two wee additions to our goat herd. Okay, so I knew there was a possibility we’d have one baby, but I didn’t expect two! (And no, the proud mother is NOT Puppy. She’s still very much … Continue reading
