Hey, Make Room for Me

Nick and Nora were eating some grain.
They - and Harley - are the first goats on the Farm to grow up entirely on organic grain!
They do enjoy it.

Then their nanny decided she wanted some too.
As if she hadn't already eaten her cupful already!
Piggie Thelma!

She squashed poor Nora right out of the bin!
How could a nanny do this to her kid?

But Nora was not going to be deterred!
She was going to eat her grain.
Finally somegoat gave up and went to greener pastures.

Leaving the does to enjoy the grain.
Smart boy.

Mother Nature Must Not Like Goats

Why else would she make it so cold?
I don't understand.

The publicist has been very good to us - she makes sure we have plenty of hot water to drink.
She makes sure we have a little extra grain to eat to help keep us warm.

And yesterday she even took us up to the barn a little early to get us out of the weather.
Did I maaaa-ntion that it snowed? AGAIN!

You saw the photo of Luke the snowgoat. (This might make a good nomination for Best Blog Photo for the Nose to Nose Awards, hint hint).

We were ALL frostygoats! I was hiding deep inside my goathouse. I did NOT want to come out even to go to the barn. I am not a dummygoat.

I waited until those other goats made a path. I followed at the end.
It's a LONG walk up to that barn.
Although the real cold hadn't come yet.

Louise and Bernadette were happy to get to the barn.

Even Rude-ly was happy to be getting out of the snow.
You can see how furry he has gotten.

I took my sweet time.
I did not want to slip on the snow.
I admit it. I'm getting old.

Aaaaah finally, my snack.
Not much better than grain!

The publicist put my goat-ure on me and I haven't let her take it off since.
I do not like these below zero temperatures.
I think they should go away!

Bernadette the Goat wonders, "Is Someone Watching Over Me?"

Bernadette the goat was in her pen with her nanny.
She was quietly munching on her hay.

She is a good little kid.
Very quiet.
Very well behaved.
OK - maybe she likes to escape her pen and run amok but she IS very cute!

Then she felt like she was being watched.

You know that feeling, right?
Who could be spying on little Bernadette?

Who else?
ABBYGOAT!
What are you up to?

Why are you spying on little Bernadette?
She is just fine in her pen with her nanny.
You are her grandnanny. Leave her be!

WHAT do you want?
I should have known!

You ate all of YOUR grain, didn't you?

Now you want Bernadette's.
That is NOT nice!

I don't care what you think. It is her grain and if she hasn't finished it her nanny will.
The publicist is NOT going to give you more.

You are a PIGGIE GOAT!
Stop trying to intimidate the poor little kid.

The publicist says you have had enough!

AbbyDay - Fastest Lips in the West

It's AbbyDay - the best day of the week. I heard rumors about some cat trying to claw in on MY blog. NOT.GOING.TO.HAPPEN. Got it? I've got horns and I know how to use them.

The publicist claims I am a piggiegoat.
I do not know where she comes up with these specious claims.
I am no piggiegoat!
I just REALLY enjoy my grain.
Watch and decide for yourself - am I a grain gourmand or a piggiegoat?


If you cannot see the movie you can watch it on YouTube HERE

So maybe I eat a little quickly.
So maybe my lips slurp up those grains.

What of it?

I like my food!
I AM eating for two (or three)!

Pfffffft!
I am no piggiegoat - AM I?

My Great Grandkids are Pretty Silly!

It's true!
I would not lie about something like that.
They ARE pretty silly.
Just look at this:

Clarence was eating some grain from the feeder

And Bruce shows up.
(They are never really far apart.)

He wants some grain too - of course - but I don't think this is the most expedient way of getting it.

Silly Bruce!
Now neither kid can eat any grain!

I think Clarence looks a bit put out.
Put out of his spot and put out of his grain.

Soon Clarence is truly put out and Bruce FINALLY gets some grain.
Louise comes to see what all the fuss is about.

Clarence goes off to other adventures.
And he gets away from the pecking, pointy beak of the chicken!
Louise wonders how she gave birth to such crazy kids!

Me?
I'm just a happy greatgrandnanny!

AbbyDay - I am Glad to be Back!

I am very glad to be back with AbbyDay.
I cannot believe that the publicist let those cats have the blog for two whole weeks.
That was two Fridays where you had no Abby.
How did you all survive?

Well, I am back now and as perfect as ever.
I am getting closer to having my kids which means I will be on maternity leave soon.
I don't know what you will do!
MORE Abbyless Fridays.
I feel for you, I really do.


Oh well.
I want to state that I was quite annoyed at Pricilla yesterday.
She made it look like I was trying to steal Sarah's grain.

OK
Maybe I was.
But I am eating for two. Or three.
I don't care if she is too!
Mine are due sooner.


I am one HUNGRY goat.
Did someone say GRAIN?

Oooooh grain!
Yummy, yummy grain.

It's enough to send a goat into an eating frenzy!

Snuffle, snuffle, slurp, slurp, snuffle.

BUUUUUUUURP!
Oh, excuse me!
But grain is just so good.
Aaaaah that was a very tasty treat.

The publicist is so very nice to me and my growing kids.
Hey!

It's more like "chubbyday" not Abbyday!

Who said that?!
I am not fat, I am PREGNANT!
VERY, very pregnant.

If I find out who said that........
Would you mess with me?

Mmmmm, GRAIN!

I know I probably sound like a broken record but GRAIN is an important part of our day.
It just tastes so good.
I told you all on Tuesday how Nora and I get to go down to the pen first.
When we go down we get a bit of yummy grain for being good goats.


Nora gets her grain in the hay feeder but she has some uninvited guests.

Those rotten chickens!
They keep trying to steal her grain.

It is not fair!
They have their own type of grain in their chicken house.
They should leave our grain alone.


But Nora uses her horns to her advantage!

Shooo chickens. Shooo!
Finally, some peace.

She can now enjoy her treat without any interruptions.
Erm,

I will not confirm or deny the identity of the goat in that photo.
Ah hem.


Sarah and Abby come down a bit later after Sarah has been milked.
The publicist gives them their grain in the barn but she does bring a little extra in her pocket. I suspect it's because she cannot resist faces like this...

Could you?
Sarah gobbles the grain from the publicist's hand

She loves this little extra treat.
I know I would!
Until....

UH-OH!
If I were Sarah I would get out of the way!


Claire asked about my studmuffin's baling twine hat. The publicist had taken it off because Luke had rubbed it almost completely off. She thought he would be a good boy.


She was wrong. 
So now here is what he looks like now....

Silly Luke.
Safe Brewster.

WHO is Using the New Chicken House?

Winter is coming - did I just type that? Brrrrr! - and the male person has built a new chicken house for the chickens. This one has nesting boxes for the hens so they can start laying their eggs. The publicist was very excited yesterday when she came out to check our water and found an egg just lying on the ground! The chickens haven't figured out to lay their eggs in the nest boxes yet...but they will. This is the very first egg from the Happy Goats Farm:

 The new house is built so that the chickens have a nice roost and it has lots of ways to get light in for the chickens. It also has a nice little door with a ladder for the chickens to climb.

It also has grain. What is a goat to do but check it out?  Mallory gave it a good once over. I am not sure the chickens were happy about this.

Abby checked it out too.

Now of course you would NEVER see me doing something as undignified as eating out of a chicken house! 

 erm, burp. 

What can I say, grain is good! The publicist keeps yelling at us to stop eating the chicken's grain. We aren't THAT greedy....

I think it is going to be very interesting when the kids discover the ladder and start climbing it. Hahahahahaha!

Tomorrow: It's AbbyDay so you never know what is going to happen.