Dona Nobis Pacem - #BlogBlast4Peace

We goats have been blogging for Peace for many years now.
We are very disappointed that our efforts have not resulted in the end of War.

We have sat down for Peace
We have stood up for Peace
We gave War the raspberry
We have maaaed for Peace
We have smiled for Peace

We have tried so very hard in our own goatish way to encourage Peace in the world. So this year I did not know what to do. I am about to give up. I do not think the world is listening to a small herd of goats in Montana. I do not think the world cares.

But the publicist told me that we cannot give up. We must always try to do good in this world. For if everygoat gives up then the bad guys will win. So I asked the Farm cats to join us goats and to have their meows join with our chorus of maaas to sing a song of Peace for the world. Let's hope that does the job.

So please join us as we MAAAAA and MEOW  for peace in the hopes that this might work.
Be sure to follow #blog4peace #blogblast4peace #peace on Facebook and twitter to see all of the beautiful Peace Globes - now and forever.

Intruders in the Grazing Fields?

As I mentioned on Saturday we were all out enjoying the sunshine and grazing.
But we were not alone!
There were INTRUDERS in our grazing areas!
Can you believe such a thing?
I would not lie!

Look!
Do you see?
Sherpa the Farm cat thinks he's hiding but we can see him.
Silly Sherpa!

What does he think he is doing?
He is not a goat!
Hey! Harry the Farm cat is here too.

WHAT is going on?

Thelma and Alex were munching on a weed tree - yes there is one in the gully so we can still have our tasty treat!
Look who is there!

Is there no where we goats can go to get away from these Farm cats?
Thelma and Alex decide to go somewhere else.
Maybe up where AbbyGoat is grazing.

She seems to be Farm cat free...AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!
Do you see?
Even AbbyGoat can't graze alone!
Stinky the Farm cat is spying on her.

What?! Now Harry is even EATING our weeds!
Harry they are our weeds - you go find a mousie.

I don't care that you want to lounge in the cool, green grass.
WE ARE GRAZING!
Where am I you ask?

I am not a stupid goat.
I am keeping far, far away from those theiving Farm cats.

They will not bother me here!
I am safe!

Happy Goats

Instead of AbbyDay today I am going to show you lots of pictures.
Why you ask?
Because the publicist is often asked how she knows we are Happy Goats.

I think these photos of us eating our corn husks, up close and personal show how happy we are.
We got to eat them by the river.
We each got our own pile of husks.
And we know there are more to come.
Wouldn't YOU be a happy goat?


First, Abby...

Then Nora. She loves to eat!

Sarah is eating for two or maybe three!

Mallory is ALWAYS eating!

Do you think Matthew could fit any more in his mouth?

And little Marion has learned to love corn husks. That makes all of us happy!

And ME!

Now tell me, have you ever seen happier goats?
I know I have never been happier.
I love my Farm. And corn husks!


AbbyDay will be back next week.

AbbyDay Brings in the New Year

How wonderful that I, Abby get to bring in the New Year! I am very excited that this wonderful day has fallen on my post.  First off I would like to wish all of my, erm our wonderful readers

HAPPY NEW YEAR

I hope you don't think I am shouting because I am sure some of you might have been out late last night and need your coffee and quiet time this morning. Or afternoon.

I would like to look back on all of the wonderful things that happened last year and end with a big announcement.  Of course, at least to me, the biggest thing that happened was the birth of my kid Harry the CowGoat.  He was a cutie pie! Even though he is not on this Farm any longer I know he is doing well and living happily with his cousin Kevin.

Then we had Matthew, Emily and Jeffrey. They were cute too but not as cute as my Harry of course.

None of us can forget Emily's foray into the modeling world

Matthew is still here getting into all manner of mischief. He will soon move over to the buck pen to keep Luke company.

We does are doing just fine and are producing lots of rich milk for the publicist to use making soap, cheese and caramel. 

We added the chickens to the Farm this year. While they try and horn in on our treats sometimes they don't bother us all that much. 

Although Pricilla might disagree with that statement.

This New Year of 2010 should be lots of fun because.....Pricilla is going to have a kid (or two) in April!!!!! The publicist is as sure as she can be about this and Pricilla is starting to look wide. So raise a glass to the first kid of the New Year. (I may be pregnant too with Luke's escape into our pen but we won't know for a month - I will let you know for sure).

Pricilla, the publicist, the other goats and I are very happy that you like to come and read what goes on on our Farm. We hope to keep you Happy in 2010!

Tomorrow: We are not sure yet.

Scenes From a Graze

It's Sunday. A day of peace and rest. So I give you scenes from our grazing on a warm, sunny day. I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday. In fact, I hope you all are happy goats!

Mischievous Goats

Today I have to admit that I and the other goats were quite mischievous. When the publicist/udder massage specialist let Abigail and me out of the barn we didn't run to our pen as we ususally do. We wanted to explore. We are tired of winter and we want to try and find some nice greens to nibble on, or even a tree to chew. Hay gets old after a bit; it's time for Spring! It took the publicist a bit of time to round us up and I will admit that when she grabbed my collar I started to run. This was very entertaining because the publicist doesn't weigh much and the ground is still a sheet of ice. It was like the publicist was water skiing behind me. Hee hee. I know this was not nice of me but it was very funny. I stopped before she fell, though and then I went into my pen. Abigail was soon rounded up as well.

Then came time for the boys to come down from the barn. They were very excited to get outside too! They did their high kicks and were butting heads so hard I think the neighbors all the way down the street could hear the cracks. The publicist finally got them seperated and into their pens but Luke managed to get his gate open and escape! He wanted to explore just like me. I don't blame him; he hasn't had much besides hay to eat either and would love a munch of something green.

I don't mean to complain - we do get our goat treat at night and you know how much I love my apples. In fact the rest of this week's posts will be a contest to see who enjoyed their special goat treat most. Our publicist made an apple cobbler on Saturday and there were lots of extra peelings for us to share. She took pictures of all of us eating our treat. I think it is going to be fun to share them with you.

Our publicist is lots of fun. Just to entertain us today she fell off of the hay pile! We tried not to laugh at her but it was pretty funny. Especially the words she exclaimed as she fell. But I am not going to tell you what they were - this is a family blog.