I am Mascot Goat aka Mas"goat" of Laughing Duck Farm.My job is tell you about the happenings of a small homestead through the eyes of a goat.I dictate to Da Boy .....what?,YOU try typing with hooves.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Goaties roastng on a open fire(Not like THAT(well kinda)
When it gets cold always think of when I was little(BEFORE Sissy came),and I lived inside. I was a little buck then,and I barely had button horns. I had a box of alfalfa,a blanket to keep me warm,and I had a bottle. I remember the first time I went out side,the first leaf. It was all good till Sissy came along,and the incident(i.e.Sissy climbed the lamp and put a goat size dent in the end-table). As you know we goats like heat,well I would stand so close to the fire that my eyelashes singed off. "Da Boy" had to keep pushing me away from the fire place.Altough I am glad to have Sissy,she shares her hay,and warms up my house for me and-HEY SISSY STOP THAT!!! She is trying to escape as I speak.!!! I have to go stop her. BYE!!