IT WAS A BIG BOWL OF
APPLES!
Are we lucky goats or what?
But then she did not come over to the doe pen.
She went over to my studmuffin.
He likes apples too....
Can you tell?
Oh, he wanted those apples.
He knew how good they were going to taste.
We had not had apples in a while so these were a real treat.
He tried his hardest.
He was going to taste one if it was the last thing he did.
Reach, reach....
Oh! He got the bowl!
Bummer.
Then the publicist went up to the barn with the bowl of precious apples.
Abby was waiting by the gate, ready to run.
Apples?
Apples, apples, apples, apples!
We were all maaaaaing for apples!
