My favorite day of the week.
It is that time of year. The time we start to shed our warm winter undercoats.
It's SHAGGY TIME!
I - and all the goats, except Mallory - have little poofs of underfuf all over us. I mean, just look at me...
This is not a good thing for a star goat!
So I called over to my executive assistant and requested some attention.
She was very thorough. Brushing my back...
Brushing my head....
But then she just went and got silly on me.
I MAAAAAed her back in line!
Aaaaaah, pure bliss.
Until I had had enough! Even a goat being pampered has her limits!
I gave the goat stare of death!
I needed to get some hay.
I was a hungry girl.
It is hard to be pampered.
Tomorrow: Luke has a three course meal.
