Lock Up! Happy Goats Farm

Matthew is a very baaaaad goat.
He does not listen to the publicist!
So because of that he has to be put into solitary confinement until he learns.

He does not like this.
But we all have been through this.
Even me, I am ashamed to say.


Matthew keeps trying to eat too much grain.
As you all know too much grain is not good for a goat.
So the publicist is only trying to help Matthew - even if he doesn't understand that.

You can see he is trying his best looks out on her.
But she is going to make sure he learns his lesson.
She does not want anything to happen to him.

So until he pays attention to her...

This is where he will be - Lock up!
Happy Goats Farm.




I hope all of my readers in the US had a very nice 4th of July.
While I understand the barbeques and the parties I will never understand the fireworks.
Ooooh, does all that noise scare this old goat!

Happy Goats Farm Visitors - Black Cat

Today I want to introduce you to another regular visitor to the Happy Goats Farm. It is a cat the publicist calls "Black Cat" for obvious reasons; he is a black cat! We don't know exactly where he comes from but we think he lives in the barn across the street with the horses.

You remember the horses from Michael's Big Adventure, don't you?

He is a very handsome boy but he does like to get into cat-calling fights with Fred the cat. Boy can they be noisy. Sometimes I think they are going to break my goat eardrums. I really wonder if cats are necessary....but I know there are too many cat lovers out there for me to really go to far with that sentiment.

Black Cat likes to sit in the hay pile and scope out the scene. Sometimes he just sleeps up there all day. Maybe that is why we don't have mice in our barn. What do you think?

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.

Michael's Big Adventure

Today Michael the goat went on a big adventure. Every so often the publicist/udder massage specialist takes Michael the goat for a walk. He needs to get out and work off some uh, excess energy. He gets very excited about these walks. He is also a very good goat on his walks; he loves the publicist as she bottle fed him as a baby so he thinks she is his mother.

His pen gate opened and Michael bounded out into the driveway and......slid on the ice! He was so excited - doing his high kicks - that he forgot like we all do that the driveway is an ice skating rink. It rather took away from his grand exit. Then off he happily trotted following behind the publicist as she headed for the goat barn. This is where he strayed. It was the hay pile. I must admit to being pulled by the allure of the hay pile myself. So much hay just sitting there for the munching. It's hard to resist and Michael didn't; he climbed right onto it and started eating hay. Michael's favorite thing next to a doe is hay.

Then it was off to see the horses across the street. They are so pretty and friendly. Sometimes they escape from their corral and come to visit us. But they also come and eat our hay! Now, I don't go and eat their hay so I think they should leave our hay alone. All four of them were in our yard one day last summer eating from our hay pile. Humpf! Horses eat a lot of hay. But I digress.....Michael enjoyed saying "Maaaaaa" to the horses and they neighed in return.

From there it was a quick trip through the goat barn for an extra handful of grain - lucky goat! Now Michael is back in his pen eating hay! The sun is shining today so we are all Happy Goats!