I Cannot Believe This

I am just one disgusted goat.
Will you look at this!

Can you believe your eyes?
That mangy chicken is in my food bin!
I don't know why stupid chickens decide to molt in the cold of winter do you?

All I know is they look pretty bad while they are growing their new feathers.
AND EATING MY GRAIN.
MY grain.
It's not as if they don't have their own grain - which I don't eat by the way.

I am NOT in favor of this.
Not one bit.
Stupid birds.

Hey publicist!
Get in here and do something about this.
I am NOT a Happy Goat.

We Just Want to Bask in Peace

Before I start my post for today the publicist wants me to maaaa a great big "thank you" from her for all of the nice get well wishes. She is feeling better now and hopes her bad days stay away for a bit.

The publicist checks on us many times throughout the day. 
She looks out the windows of the yurt to make sure that nogoat is caught up in a fence or that nothing is bothering us.

She sees all manner of things when she looks out her windows.
The other day she looked out and she saw those stupid chickens bothering us.
They were EVERYWHERE!

Look!

I was just trying to bask in peace in the nice sunshine.

But could I?

NO!
I was surrounded by stupid chickens!
It is NOT right!
This is the GOAT pen, not the CHICKEN pen.
Harumph!

I could not even go into my goat house.

They were in there too!
The nerve of them.
Clucking birds!

I was not the only goat they were bothering.

They were all around AbbyGoat too.
If I were them I would be more careful....

...you never know what AbbyGoat might do!

Thelma couldn't even eat her hay without being hen pecked!

Louise was having issues too.

Just trying to enjoy the nice, warm sun and the birds! The birds!
She must have some secret though, because when I looked over just a minute later I saw this:

Oh how I envied her.
Do you think she will teach me her secret?

I hope so.

Did You See Those Chickens?

Thelma the goat here. 

I am blogging today because I was SHOCKED at the actions of those chickens yesterday.

Did you see them?
Did you see that they were drinking OUR water?!

That is NOT RIGHT!
I cannot believe that the publicist allows this behavior.

What?!
You think I should do something about it?
Like what?
There are too many of them.
If I butt them they come back.
If I charge over there they come back.
No matter what - THEY COME BACK!

Stupid chickens!
I think there should be a chicken free zone just for us goats.
What do you think?

Wordless Wednesday - Cluckin' Birds!

Stupid Chickens Can't Take Direction

Sometimes when you hire actorchickens you have to deal with limited talent.
It's true!
Take the fowl we used for our Ghoast of Cluckmas Yet to Come.
It did not take direction.
It did not do what the publicist wanted.
And sometimes it did not even know an AbbyGoat from a Louise the goat!

Stupid bird!
It hopped on LOUISE!

Then it walked up to her head.

It checked her out and then settled.
As if this would advance the story!

Then the silly thing walked back!
The publicist says no more birds in her productions.
Unless that production is FRIED CHICKEN!

Nom, NOM, Nom, NOM NOM!

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



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

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?

Silly Sunday - Cat TV; Dancing with the Chickens

Every day when the publicist collects the eggs from the chicken houses a certain Farm cat watches from the basement window.  This is his Cat TV.

The publicist throws some grain in front of the window so the chickens all run and peck at the ground in front of the window to entertain Sherpa.  He always stands up and waves or something....

Dancing with the Chickens?
Heh!


Oh, and a certain goat is in the kidding pen......