Farm Fresh BlogWednesday, May 22 2013
It has come to my attention that I clearly overlooked someone in the pasture. Apparently the baby goats are not on their own. I've noticed that when photographing them, they tend to hang out with their aunt, Clover. Since she didn't seem to dote on them, I didn't pay it much attention until I saw a most intriguing thing.
Ice, The Black Wolf, can often be loose with the sheep because she doesn't bother to chase them, but the baby goats have garnered her attention, so I've been locking her up when the sheep are in the yard. But on this day she was walking with me to get the mail and she happened to look at the babies with just a bit too much interest. That's when Clover sprang into action. She rammed that dog so fast neither the dog nor I even saw it coming! The babies peeked out from behind her.
"What she said Dog! What she said!" Comments:
Way to go, Aunt Clover! Your crackhead sister Crimson owes you big time. (Does anyone else hear Tommy James and the Shondells in their head too?)
Posted by Peg H. in Wisconsin on 05/22/2013 - 09:50 AM
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