The goat whisperer
We had a very busy weekend. At one point, Little Elvis was surrounded by pygmy goats in a field. He happily chased and "talked" to them, and everyone (well, maybe not the goats) had a great time.
It was part of a Fall Festival at a nearby farm. He got to chase goats, go down slides, eat fresh apples, have a mean chicken peck at his sweet little finger, (we ate chicken nuggets for dinner just to spite that little pecker!) and look at real horses, cows and bunny rabbits. Little Elvis was not impressed with the Jersey (I think) cows, but he did make his cow noise at the cow cut-out in front of the real cows. And then he petted the milk cow!
He also tried to "slide" down a ramp and a grassy hill! We've been working on sitting and sliding, and he's catching on.
In keeping with the farm animal theme, here he is showing off his animal sounds.
Major digression alert!!! I cannot tell you how excited I am that Little Elvis seems to like goats. Bob has known since before we got married that I want a goat. I've always wanted one. (Well, ever since seeing Heidi when I was little.) I tell him that it will eat our grass and we'll never have to mow! I can milk it and make cheese! It will eat our trash!! He just smiles indulgently (or maybe haughtily?) at me.
Maybe with Little Elvis in my corner, I will get my goat! Obviously not right now, since we live in a fairly big city... but some day... I'll look out of my kitchen window at a super-cute goat happily chewing the grass that's not part of our huge vegetable garden -- that I just know I will plant in the future -- my goat will heh-heh-heh at me, and then turn to gobble up our non-composted garbage. My goat will not jump fences (which I've heard they do) and she will not head-butt Little Elvis. No, she will be a very cute, non-creepy, useful goat. I just know this!
It was part of a Fall Festival at a nearby farm. He got to chase goats, go down slides, eat fresh apples, have a mean chicken peck at his sweet little finger, (we ate chicken nuggets for dinner just to spite that little pecker!) and look at real horses, cows and bunny rabbits. Little Elvis was not impressed with the Jersey (I think) cows, but he did make his cow noise at the cow cut-out in front of the real cows. And then he petted the milk cow!
He also tried to "slide" down a ramp and a grassy hill! We've been working on sitting and sliding, and he's catching on.
In keeping with the farm animal theme, here he is showing off his animal sounds.
Major digression alert!!! I cannot tell you how excited I am that Little Elvis seems to like goats. Bob has known since before we got married that I want a goat. I've always wanted one. (Well, ever since seeing Heidi when I was little.) I tell him that it will eat our grass and we'll never have to mow! I can milk it and make cheese! It will eat our trash!! He just smiles indulgently (or maybe haughtily?) at me.
Maybe with Little Elvis in my corner, I will get my goat! Obviously not right now, since we live in a fairly big city... but some day... I'll look out of my kitchen window at a super-cute goat happily chewing the grass that's not part of our huge vegetable garden -- that I just know I will plant in the future -- my goat will heh-heh-heh at me, and then turn to gobble up our non-composted garbage. My goat will not jump fences (which I've heard they do) and she will not head-butt Little Elvis. No, she will be a very cute, non-creepy, useful goat. I just know this!
posted by Pregnantly Plump at 10:47 PM
4 Comments:
what a fun day!
he was very bold to be in the mix w/ all the goats.
oh and good luck w/ your dream!
i couldn't imagine having a goat.
Oh, what fun!!! He looks so happy and I can just imagine your smile watching him.
And the farm animals. J has the same ones and although he hasn't figured out what sounds they make quite yet, he does look their way when I start making all the farm sounds.
We have cows . . . lots and lots of cows (not ours, but they live next door--riveting.)
I have always wanted a goat too! Too bad we live in the city. Some day we will have our country dream house and maybe then we will get one!
Trust me when I say, you do not want a goat. We've had them in the past. The unbanded males smell horrendous, you can still smell them in my pasture 6 months later. They are rude, and will run you and your kids down, and they will eat every shred of grass/tree/plant/bush on the property. They also like to escape and wander. Very hard to fence the boogers in.
You should yearn for a mini horse instead!
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