Do you see what I see?
When I got home today, there was a goat at the house. It was looking at me and making that baa--baaaa noise that goats make.
Lewis has been visiting friends and working on their farm for a week, and when he came home today, he brought this goat with him. Isn't it cute? It's a she.... a doe. But she doesn't have a name yet... well... Lewis calls her "Steph," but I'm not fond of that for a couple of reasons. One, that name is taken... eh hem. Two, she needs a goat name... a name that is unique and all her own. What's a good name for a goat?
We've already discovered that she loves corn on the cob. Alec was in the back yard husking corn for supper, and little Miss Goat here tried to help herself. And she loves to take walks. Lewis got Chloe's leash and led her around the yard. She followed him around like a dog. I don't know where we're going to put her. Since we don't have a goat-proof fence anywhere on the farm, she'll have to stay tied up. I don't know what we'll do with her, but she sure is cute!