Showing posts with label Dateline Mystery/Happy Goats Farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dateline Mystery/Happy Goats Farm. Show all posts
Monday, July 25, 2011
Dateline Mystery/Happy Goats Farm: MYSTERY SOLVED and a #Giveaway
I HAVE SOLVED THE MYSTERY OF THE MISSING HAY!
It's true!
I am an intrepid goat and I was not going to give up until I did!
To celebrate my success I am having a giveaway for my rich soap. I will tell you all about it at the end of my post.
I figured it out when I saw this..
It was THE MALE PERSON who took all the hay!
He moved it so he could bring in even MORE hay.
Isn't he a wonderful male person?!
He went with a friend and brought us 128 bales of hay so we would have plenty to eat this winter.
What would we do without him?
He takes such good care of us!
He and his friend Jim loaded all that hay onto his trailer and then unloaded it into the hay section of the barn.
Now there is so much hay there is no room to climb.
That is a LOT of hay.
Mmmmm, hay.
It is also good to know that none of the goats or my cousin the deer ate all that hay!
So to celebrate I am going to give away THREE BARS of my rich soap.
How do you win?
It's easy!
Just jump on the Rafflecopter!
Disclosure: I am giving away my own rich soap so obviously no one has given it to me!
Friday, July 22, 2011
Dateline Mystery/Happy Goats Farm: Farm Cat Friday - Stinky the Cat Knows Who Took the Hay!
I did not think that the Farm cats had anything to do with the missing hay.
They do not eat hay.
They eat stinky, fishy food.
They do, however spend a lot of their time napping in the hay.
Who knew?
Apparently the publicist did so she told me I should maaaaa to them.
Specifically Stinky the Farm cat.
So that is exactly what I did!
I found Stinky on the scratching post.
We goats do not have scratching posts because we do not scratch but it has given me a brilliant idea; BUTTING POSTS! We goats should have buttings posts!
Stinky seemed a bit more interested in cuddling with her mousie toy than in meowing with me.
I suppose I can understand this.
I would be more interested in apples than in maaaaaing with Stinky the Farm cat.
But just before she drifted off to sleep Stinky gave me a very important clue!
It's true!
And yes, I understand cat.
I am a bilingual goat.
So know I think I can figure out what happened to our hay.
Have you?
I will tell you on Monday and there will be a special giveaway of my rich soap to celebrate the answer so be sure to come back and see!
They do not eat hay.
They eat stinky, fishy food.
They do, however spend a lot of their time napping in the hay.
Who knew?
Apparently the publicist did so she told me I should maaaaa to them.
Specifically Stinky the Farm cat.
So that is exactly what I did!
I found Stinky on the scratching post.
We goats do not have scratching posts because we do not scratch but it has given me a brilliant idea; BUTTING POSTS! We goats should have buttings posts!
(No, Abby! I am not your butting post! Shhhh, this is an important convermaaaaation so go away.)
Stinky seemed a bit more interested in cuddling with her mousie toy than in meowing with me.
I suppose I can understand this.
I would be more interested in apples than in maaaaaing with Stinky the Farm cat.
But just before she drifted off to sleep Stinky gave me a very important clue!
It's true!
And yes, I understand cat.
I am a bilingual goat.
So know I think I can figure out what happened to our hay.
Have you?
I will tell you on Monday and there will be a special giveaway of my rich soap to celebrate the answer so be sure to come back and see!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Dateline Mystery/Happy Goats Farm: Hmmm, Was it My Cousin the Deer?
I am an intrepid goat and I am closing in on the answer to this mystery!
I don't want anyone to worry.
I, Inspector Goat Pricilla will find out what happened to the Happy Goats' hay.
The publicist was outside working the other day and she head a car slowing down on the road. She looked up and she saw my cousin!
That's right!
My cousin, the mule deer.
This was a buck deer and he had antlers.
The publicist always gets excited when she sees one of my cousins with antlers so she ran into the yurt to get her camera.
By the time she came out my cousin was waaaaaaaaay far away in the horses' field across the street.
She took some pictures anyway.
I am glad she did because now I can investigate them to see if my cousin has hay in his mouth!
Maybe HE is the hay thief!
But for now I will show you his progress.
He ran across the horses' field and then...
...he jumped the fence into the next field!
Boy can my cousin leap!
He then trotted he way through the field.
He was not stopping for anything.
I wonder if he knew he was guilty and he thought I was going to chase him.
What do you think?
I did not SEE any hay in his mouth but the publicist took poor photos.
Stupid publicist!
I don't want anyone to worry.
I, Inspector Goat Pricilla will find out what happened to the Happy Goats' hay.
The publicist was outside working the other day and she head a car slowing down on the road. She looked up and she saw my cousin!
That's right!
My cousin, the mule deer.
| This photo is from Widipedia not from the publicist but you can see what he looked like. Although his antlers were not this big. |
This was a buck deer and he had antlers.
The publicist always gets excited when she sees one of my cousins with antlers so she ran into the yurt to get her camera.
By the time she came out my cousin was waaaaaaaaay far away in the horses' field across the street.
| I know he looks like a big bunny but he is a mule deer. |
She took some pictures anyway.
I am glad she did because now I can investigate them to see if my cousin has hay in his mouth!
Maybe HE is the hay thief!
But for now I will show you his progress.
He ran across the horses' field and then...
...he jumped the fence into the next field!
Boy can my cousin leap!
He then trotted he way through the field.
He was not stopping for anything.
I wonder if he knew he was guilty and he thought I was going to chase him.
What do you think?
I did not SEE any hay in his mouth but the publicist took poor photos.
Stupid publicist!
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