I Got Some Mail!

ME!
Pricilla!
It was addressed to ME!
See?

What do you think of that?
I can't imagine what is in there!
It's from my friend Claire in CANADA.
She is the publicist for Lucky Nickel the famous traveling goat.

The publicist says I should not eat my mail.
Whaaaa?
What good is it then?


Ooooh, there is something INSIDE my mail.
Who knew?

Apparently AbbyGoat and Louise did!
HEY! That is MY mail!
What could be in there?

A CHICKEN?!
I gave this chicken a sniff.

Ooooh, this chicken has been near other goats.
The publicist tells me it is handmade by Lucky Nickel's publicist with the fyber from Lucky Nickel's herd mates. There are many of these chickens in her shop, Scotia Spinner as well as yarns that she well, spins.


All of the other goats had to check out my mail.
*sigh*

At first AbbyGoat just gave it the stink eye.

Then she gave it a snort.

Oh, baby!
She got some good goat.
Now the publicist can't smell a thing but she is not a goat.
We have super noses. We know when a goat has given up its fyber.

Well, not all of us.
Sarah is a little dull.

And Nora ignored it completely.

I am hoping the publicist hangs this chicken in my goat house so I can butt it admire it every day. She says she does not trust me and that she is going to hang it on her Christmas tree.


The publicist is no fun AT ALL.
She wants to thank Claire for making such very cute chickens. If you want a very cute chicken you should go look at Claire's shop. She makes pretty bracelets too. But I do not have wrists....

The Publicist Says, "Thank You!"

The publicist wanted to use the blog today.
I was surprised!
She has her own blog; why did she need to use mine?


Well, I am a nice goat so I told her she could do whatever she wanted on my blog - as long as it was family friendly. I did not want anything bad on my blog!


She just looked at me like like was crazy.
She does that a lot.
I don't know why...


It seems she received a package in the mail.
She does not know who sent it!
I wanted to help her by eating the box to see if it would give any clues but she gave me that look again.
ah-hem


In the box was a very cute stuffed cat. 
We all know how much the publicist likes cats.
(Personally I think she should stick to goats but that is not my call.)


She likes it very much...

The tag says, "Mreow! Mreow! I'm an animal rescuer too....Just like Diego and YOU!"


She would like to thank whomever sent it to her. It gave her a great big smile when she opened it. (I like when she smiles.)
There was no card in the box.


She is keeping it by the computer so she can look at it every day.
She says she is putting it high enough so I can't give it a nibble.
Harumph!
As if!