It's Halloween! I have heard a rumor that we goats will be getting APPLES today. That is a treat for sure!
As long as the publicist does not plan any tricks I will be a Happy Goat! I am sure that AbbyGoat will be playing tricks all day. It is what she does.
I have a treat for you, though. The publicist had these very cute little gifties made...
See? They have my adorable little face on them (MINE, not Abby's!)
They are filled with Jelly Belly Jelly Beans. Guess what flavors? Since they are from me you should know! APPLE! What else? Green apple and red apple. Isn't that funny? The publicist thinks so....
She is letting me give one away with two favor sized bars of my rich soap! She is calling it a Stocking Stuffer Prize Pack because she thinks it will make a cute stocking stuffer for someone for the holidays.
She is just a little bit silly. Oh, Happy Halloween! Don't eat too much candy. I will try not to eat too many apples.
If you would like to win you just need to enter with the Rafflecopter!
Disclosure: The publicist reviewed the Party Beans on her blog and she got them for free. I just get apples as per usual. Although I love apples I think I should get them every day. Don't you?
Stinky the Farm cat was so named for a very specific reason. In fact her original name was Threesa as in "three's a crowd" since she was the third cat into the household.
But then she used the litterbox.
THAT is how her name changed to Stinky. You ALWAYS know when Stinky is in the litterbox.
ALWAYS. It's stinky.
Stinky says, "Who me?"
Hard to believe such a cute little cat could leave such an effect upon a household. But alas, it is true.
Until now! The publicist was sent something to try to make it smell better when Stinky well, stinks up the place.
It's called Nose Offense. She sprayed. And Stinky's stink ceased to stink!
Maybe her name will have to change again! No, the publicist won't do that but she will keep the Nose Offense handy so the yurt will not stinky like Stinky!
Disclosure: the publicist was sent some Nose Offense gratis. Her opinions are her honest opinions and were not impacted by her receipt of the free product. She received no monetary compensation for this post.
While the publicist was away the male person had some, erm challenges with Thelma and Louise the goats. They were not used to the male person taking care of them so they were a touch skittish. They did not go where he wanted them to go. They did not come when he called to them
He got a touch frustrated. Since they did not have collars there was nothing for him to hold. Their horns are not big enough to use as handles yet.
So when the publicist came home she went shopping!
Thelma did not mind having a pretty new collar.
She thinks she is quite "the thing" in her bright raspberry necklace.
She knows that it looks great against her black and white fur. She is one stylin' kid!
Louise was another story. She did not want a spiffy new collar. She ran away from the publicist
She maaaaaed, "No way!" But who is boss around this Farm?
It's AbbyDay, the best day of the week. I CANNOT believe the publicist let it slip while she was away. Stupid publicist. I should get TWO days this week because she forgot.
Sarah the goat is really something else! She thinks she can horn in on MY apples.
Just look at her! Who does she think she is?
I had to show her who was boss. As if she shouldn't have know it already. But she had the nerve to back maaaaa me. ME! AbbyGoat!
Well!
I gave her a gentle nudge.
But she was determined to eat MY apples. I can ALMOST understand. Apples are mighty tasty.
But these are MINE, all MINE! AbbyGoat does not share!
She eventually got the message.... Aaaah, peace. I can eat my apples in peace.
I want to report that this is not the post I wanted to write! The publicist is having technical difficulties with photobucket so she could not upload photos so I had to improvise.
It is good I am a clever goat!
You know how cats love boxes, right? Well this is a story of two cats and a very BIG box.
Sherpa and Harry the Farm cats were checking out a box that the male person left lying around. Silly male person. He should know that if he leaves a box that cats will not be far behind!
This was not just any box - oh no! This was a loooooooooooooooooooong box. Harry went in.
Sherpa went on.
This made Harry a bit nervous. He did not want to get squished.
So he rushed out. But that Harry got to thinking. He thought that box was a great hide-out. So when Sherpa went on his way....
Harry went back in. He figured he had a good attack spot in there.
Plus he did look really cute. Hopefully next week the publicist will have sorted out her problems with photobucket and I can have the Farm cats give you their review of a great new product that takes out the smell of Stinky in the litter box.
The publicist came out to see us in our goat pen and we were very happy to see her but we were not going to let her know that. She was very wrong to leave us like that! What did she think she was doing?!
There is no reason on earth why she would need a vacation from us! We are good goats. We are hardly any work at all! Harumph!
So when she came to see us we just gave her various versions of the Goat Stare of Death.
Although I had a hard time keeping mine in place because I REALLY was happy to see her. The male person did a good job but he is NOT the publicist.
Sarah just gave her a look and walked away.
Buster Brown was the only one of us that did not follow the program. Probably because he is still a baby.
He MAAAAAAAed and MAAAAAAed and MAAAAAAed at the top of his little goat lungs.
But he does that all the time so it probably wasn't just because the publicist came home but more because he has a big mouth.
But the Queen of ignoring the publicist - that was Nora the goat!
SHE DID NOT EVEN GET UP WHEN THE PUBLICIST CAME IN THE GOAT PEN!
When the publicist called her she just moved her head a teeny, tiny bit...
...and gave her a REAL Goat Stare of Death!!! That Nora is just something else.
