Nom, NOM, Nom, NOM NOM!

Oh the male person is so very good to us.
I know I have said this before but look:



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Those Russell's Pouts are so very tasty!
Did you see how I had my very own pile for me and me alone; except for those stupid chickens?!
Stupid chickens!
They have to horn in on everything.

I do love Russell's Pouts!
Do you?

We ALL Get Some Russell's Pouts Leaves

As you all know AbbyGoat is a piggie goat.
She tried to STEAL our Russell's Pouts leaves.
She IS a robbergoat no matter what she might contend.
But the publicist stepped in and we all got to try these new kinds of leaves.

If it were up to me Abby could have them all.
I was NOT impressed. 
I completely understand why Russell is pouting.

I let the chickens have my pile and I went to eat pine needles.
Now Sarah and Jim the goats REALLY enjoyed these treats.
They jumped up on the spool and WENT TO TOWN!

Just look at Sarah.
Is she in Russell's Pout heaven or what?

Same with Jim.
Like nanny like kid I suppose.

Abby even gave them a look they were munching so madly.
Or she was trying to steal their pouts. One or the other.
Knowing Abby I would go with theft.

She did eventually get to eating her own pile of greens.
Although after all the ones she ate out of the box I am surprised she had room for more.
Abby NEVER misses a meal, though.

Thelma and Louise enjoyed them too.
I guess I am the only discriminating goat on the Farm.

It is good for Louise to eat lots of greens - her kid is due in a couple of weeks.
I can't believe I am going to be a GREATgrandnanny!

Even my studmuffin enjoyed the pouts.
I am alone in my dislike.

But the publicist snuck me some cauliflower leaves so I still got a treat.
She is so good to me.

I will leave these Russell's Pouts to the others. I will stick to what I know.

AbbyDay - I am NOT a RobberGoat!

It's AbbyDay, the best day of the week. Every day should be AbbyDay and every human should have an AbbyGoat!

I was out roaming around the Farm as I do every day when I came upon a box.

A box of GREENS.
The male person had been working in his garden and the publicist collected the trimmings to save for us goats to have a little snack.
They look DELICIOUS.
Since I, AbbyGoat found them I think they should ALL be for ME!

I do not want to SHARE these greens and I do not want the publicist to know I have found them.

I look around to make sure the coast is CLEAR.
Of course I taste test the greens at the same time.
I am a multi-tasking goat!

Mmmm, the male person grows some good grub!
I don't know what these are. They are nothing I have eaten before but I do like them.

I hope I get to keep the whole box.
That would be perfect.

Uh-Oh!
I've been found out!
I hear the publicist yelling at me!
I'd better munch fast!

Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah!
That's all I hear when she is bellowing like some mad cow.
Stupid publicist I just want to eat MY greens.

What do I care about Russell's pout and that I should be sharing it with the other goats.
Let Russell share his own pout with them.
Or better yet let Russell keep his pout to himself.
I just want to eat these tasty greens.

Mallory and Her Family Hog the Treats. And Abby Too

The male person was nice enough to give us some brussels sprout leaves.
Ooooh, I was looking forward to tasting them.

You will never guess what happened!
Mallory and her family and mean Abby hogged all the treats!
It is true!
I have the photos.

First Abby hopped up on the spool to check them out.

She didn't even let little Marion have a sniff.

Then Mallory got into the act.
Oh boy! She just butt everyone out of the way and kept all of the leaves for herself!
Piggie goat!

She did enjoy them though.
I wonder what they tasted like?

Little Marion wondered too.

Not that Mallory shared with her.
Harumph!

Marion kept hopping on her nanny to ask for some but did she get any?

NO!
She finally had to hop on a spool to get some.

Poor little kid!

Matthew had his fair share.

And so did the rooster!

What about the rest of us goats?
Huh?
What is up with this?
Inquiring goats want to know.