Farm Fresh Blog

     Things continue to be hectic here, so blog posting has been spotty but I HAVE managed to take some pictures this week of the new baby goats. Although these aren't the greatest of shots, some folks have asked for pictures of Briar and the babies and since I happened to catch this little drama play out, I figured I'd share the less-than-stellar shots with the Big White Dawg Fans.

The goats and sheep have been turned into an area where Other Half keeps old farm equipment and tractor implements. Without them, this would be a weedy mess, so they provide an excellent service by keeping the area trimmed. To the baby goats, this is the same thing as Disney World. They climb over and under and through everything. (Thankfully we don't have a problem with poisonous snakes here.)

While their momma is off enjoying some "mommy's day out" time, the babies are having a blast bouncing through a John Deere graveyard. Until Little Brother gets stuck.

   Well, he's not really stuck, but he thinks he is.

The fun has come to a halt. He gives a couple of pitiful cries but in the wind, his momma doesn't hear him.

                      But someone does . . .

                                                                            Someone who is always watching . . .

She ambles over to check out the situation.

Junior is fine. With a few sniffs and licks, he wriggles free and joins his sister.

Briar just stands there for a second, watching them.

        Then she turns to amble away.

"Who was that masked man?" the kids ask each other.

                                                             And Briar settles back down again to watch her flock.

Unappreciated by them, but highly prized by me.