Mmmm, Green Grass!

Oooh, Spring must be coming.
It must!
Why do I know this?
Because yesterday the publicist let Abbygoat and me into the GARDEN!
We had a job to do for the male person.


We were to nibble down THE GREEN, GREEN GRASS that was growing in there.

Tough work but somegoat has to do it!

It was so nice to taste green grass again!
I had forgotten how good it was.

Mmmm. Abby really enjoyed herself.
I am sure her kid(s) liked having some grass too.


What is this?!

Somecat escaped from the yurt. Bad Farm cat. Baaaaad Farm cat!

An interloper!
THAT should not be here.
Abbygoat went to check it out.

Sherpa the Farm cat made the right decision and ran far away.
Farm cats do not belong where goats roam.


Then we all did some synchronized goat yoga in the driveway before we went back in our pen.

All in all a perfectly lovely day.

AbbyDay - Who Cares What the Publicist Says?

Not me!
The publicist was bringing us down from the barn and I spotted some tasty grass.
I haven't had tasty grass in a while so I ran over to it and started to munch.

It was delicious.
The publicist was yelling something about me getting in my pen but I ignored her.
Did I mention the grass was tasty?

Why haven't I had tasty grass in a while you ask? 
Well, it has nothing to do with me breaking into the chicken house and eating their grain every time I was let loose to graze.
I don't care what the publicist says.
That wasn't me.
That was some other black goat.

So I just kept on grazing.


I didn't listen to her saying things I cannot repeat on a family blog.
I didn't care about all the things she had to get done.
I wanted to eat the tasty grass.
So there publicist.

So there.
Catch me if you can!