People always tell me how lucky I am to have goats.

Goats are inquisitive, and kind, and cheerful (with that perpetual smile on their faces!)

They are also inherent mischief makers.

Which is why, after 1 1/2 years of tending to my girls,
I sat down at my computer and placed an ad:

"Saanan goats for sale: serious inquires only."

By the end of the day, we had payment in full.

In the end, it came down to a fence.
Our make-shift fence did the job for awhile, but
those girls eventually figured a way out and after that there
was no stopping them!

They feasted on the remains of our garden,
they ate the bark off of our 2 year old apple trees,
they nibbled away at my wild rose bush.
They decided that the best place to hang out was the 
front porch, so they could peer in at us through the windows.
I know that they were only doing what any respectable goat would do...

....so in the dark of the night, less than 24 hours after placing my ad, 
our recuse came in the form of a woman in a pick up truck hauling
a large horse trailer.

M. owns a 100 acre farm and is a seasoned farmer.

Ethel and Ruth were taken away to live in a big old dairy barn.

I will always have fond memories of my time spent in the barn with the girls.

I enjoyed the routine.

I enjoyed their company.

And even on the most brisk mornings, when I was forced away 

from my warm place next to the fire, I would smile with gratitude.

After all, how else would I have seen that flock of geese fly by in perfect formation?

Or listened the sound of an owl echoing up from the valley ?

Or have witnessed the light just so on the field as the sun was rising?

Thank you girls.

~ j