Wordless Wednesday - The Male Person's Reading Table

I Can't Believe It!

You will not guess what the publicist is doing to us.
I am not happy.
I have been maaaaing like crazy to the other goats.

They are not happy either.
Do you want to know what has us all upset?
You will not believe it.

THE PUBLICIST IS LEAVING US!/

It's true!
I would not lie.
She is going away to a conference and to visit our Aunt Nora.
She is going to leave on Thursday and come back the next Wednesday,

That means the male person will be taking care of us.

I hope we survive.
Don't worry about my blog.
I will keep posting.
I will need something normal in my life.

Unless the male person loses me somewhere.

Look What the Male Person Brought Just for US!

We love the male person!
Look what he brought for us...

JUST for us.
Can you believe it?
He went into the woods and cut all of this tasty wood.

We have been enjoying it.
Especially little Alex.
He has discovered that he really loves bark.

I don't blame him.
It's very yummy.
He looks like he will butt anyone who tries to take his snack, doesn't he?

AbbyGoat just stared in awe.
She couldn't believe that all of that wood was here for us.

Bernadette was so excited she had to climb to the top!
I think we will have plenty to eat this winter.

WHAT?
What do you mean this is not our food for the winter.
What do you mean it is to heat the yurt?
What do you mean you are going to use this tasty wood for HEAT?!

You humans are CRAZY!
Crazy I maaaaa!

That Male Person is A-OK

The male person has redeemed himself.
You will recall he tried to make us eat ORGANIC GRAIN!**
What was he thinking?
This put him in our very bad graces.

But he is now back to being a very GOOD male person.
What has he done to be so much in our favor again?
LOOK!

Do you see all of those glorious, delicious, tasty green weeds?
He grew a great big patch of them in his garden.
The spiky lettuce weed we love so very much.

He claims they just grew there themselves but I know better.
He did it for us because he know just how much we love those spiky lettuce weeds.
Isn't he the most wonderfullest male person EVER?

The publicist has been pulling them and bringing them to us in the mornings.

My studmuffin does the goat dance of joy when he sees her coming.
He knows he is in for a treat!

He eats his weeds with a smile on his handsome goat face.
Doesn't he look like the happiest weed-eating goat you have ever seen?

The girls all get some too. The publicist is sure to make several piles because some AbbyGoat goat does not like to share.

Yes YOU!
You are a piggie goat and you do not share.
You butt everygoat away.

Sheesh!
You are just doing that to prove me wrong.
Trust me, it wasn't friendly for much longer after the photo was taken.
Remember the duel over the grain bucket?

Even the chickens enjoyed the weeks that the male person planted.
They are feeding everyone on the Farm.

That male person is a GREAT GUY!

What about me you ask?
Didn't I get any of the delicious, male person grown snax?
Of course I did.
But the publicist says I have to wait to maaaa to you about my treat.

She CLAIMS I grunt like a pig when I eat my treats.
I find this hard to believe.
I am a ladygoat.

I would NEVER grunt like a pig.
I eat in a very calm and dignified manner.
BRAAAAAAAAAP!

Erm.
Well, you will have to wait until Saturday to see this supposed "evidence" and then you can decide for yourselves.

Wordless Wednesday - A Man, A Goat

I am a FARM Cat

That means I have a LOT of important jobs.
Most important is catching mousies but you see me do that all the time.
I want to show you some of my other jobs today.

One of the biggest, most important things I do after catching mousies and gophers is help the male person.
I know how much he appreciates my help.
Especially in the garden.

He needs a LOT of help when he is trying to get the garden in every year.
This year he is a little behind so I am helping extra hard.
Here I am showing him where to did the hole to plant the seed.

"I think you need to dig a little deeper male person."
"Do you want me to dig for you?"

"I'm more than happy to do the digging for you. I'm an expert digger."
(I don't need some silly tool either. I just use my sharp claws. Humans!)

"Wait! Do I hear a gopher?!"
I think I'll go did for a gopher!

For some reason the male person thinks I should help the publicist now.
He's really yelling for her to come get my help. I must do a good job!
I have no idea why he wants me to leave then but I'll go wherever my Farm cat skills are needed.
He is paying me with pets so that is not a bad thing at all.


I wonder what the publicist will have me do......?

While the Publicist is Away....

The publicist is away.
She has abandoned us to go to BlogPaws.
(I don't know why it is not BlogHooves)
She has left the male person to take care of us.
As if!
He's nice and all but he just doesn't take care of us like the publicist does.
So I am on strike.

I am going to just sit and do nothing until she gets back.
What do you think?

I do not think he will notice me here anyway.
I am hiding.
With my brown furs I blend in.

And the weed tree gives me cover.
He'll never know I"m here.
Right?

Happy Goats Mystery: I Know Who Did it!

My investigation is OVER.
I KNOW who stole the Weed Tree.
You were ALL right....

IT WAS THE MALE PERSON!

He stole the Weed Tree so he could plant STRAWBERRIES in that spot next summer.
All I have to maaaa is that I had better get some of those strawberries male person, OR ELSE!

He said I had no right to be mad at him because he did give all of us the tree to munch upon.
He said that we are the most spoiled goats in the state of Montana.

To that I maaaa, "HARUMPH!"
How does he know this anyway?

Since so many of you guessed right the publicist put your names in a hat and the perpetrator himself pulled one out and Ellen in Oregon will win the prize! If Ellen will just email the publicist at kaiminani at gmail dot com I will make sure the publicist sends it out.

I do admit that I did also look into the possibility that HH Gutt might have had something to do with it but he was on the other side of the country. I don't trust cats living OR stuffed.

I thank everyone who cared and sent me nice words about my missing Weed Tree.

My Investigation Continues - I Have Three Suspects

As you all know we have a MYSTERY under investigation here on the Farm.
Our Weed Tree has DISAPPEARED!

Our yummy, tasty, delicious Weed Tree!
SOB!

I have been an intrepid InvestigatorGoat and I have come up with three suspects in its disappearance:

Alex the goat, AKA TerrorGoat, AKA PIA goat

Harry the Farm cat - do YOU trust that face?

The male person. WHY is he smiling? WHY?

One of these three is the one who took it away.
I am SURE of it!

Who do YOU think is the culprit and WHY do you think they did it.
Or if you think it might be some (one,cat,goat) else let me know. I'm willing to consider other suspects.
If you guess right there is a prize!

Christmas Tree-t! Christmas Tree-t! Christmas Tree-t for All!

It's the most wonderful time of the year.
It's Christmas Tree-t time!
You know we have been waiting with bated goat breath!
I heard the yurt door open....

...and out it came.
OUR GOAT TREE-T!
Yay yay yay yay yay yay yay YAY!
But why is he stopping?

WHAT IS THE MALE PERSON DOING TO OUR TREE-T?!
Oh the tree-manity!
He broke it.

He broke our tree-t!
WHAT WAS HE THINKING?

Oooooooh. We are SHARING the tree-t!
I guess that is fair.
We are in two pens so the male person gave us each half a tree-t.

He is the Solomon of male persons!
(Do not worry about Luke the goat - he got the wreath. More on that later.)

AbbyDay - I Receive SHOCKING News

It's AbbyDay - the best day of the week. So therefore this is being written by the best goat in the world.
IN THE WORLD, PEOPLE.
Remember that.

I was checking out the progress on my goat palace.
The male person has been working like a dog on it.
As he should.
I deserve a palace and it should have been built long before now.

But wait!
What is this?!
There is something in my goat palace!

What is it?
THE MALE PERSON'S MOTORCYCLE?!
What is the male person's motorcycle doing in MY goat palace?

WHAT?!!!!!!!!!!!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT IS NOT MY GOAT PALACE?!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT IS NOT BEING BUILT FOR ME?

WHAT?!!!!!!!!!!!

You are kidding me, right?

You are not?

It is NOT a goat palace?

It is a work shop for the male person?!

This is just wrong!

WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

I DESERVE a palace.

I am ABBYGOAT!

:: munch, munch ::

I am eating your pity grain but this does not mean I AGREE with this state of affairs.

The male person had better watch his back.

 

ESPECIALLY when he is up on that ladder.

BWAMAAAHAHAHAHA!

The Male Person is a GREAT Guy

Can you guess why?
Because he brought us turnip greens.
The male person - not the publicist!
Wasn't that nice of him?

He came to ME first of course.

He knows how much I love my greens.
He left me a bunch and then he went to the greedy goats other pen.

Thelma and Louise had eaten tasty turnip greens before but Mick and Keith weren't quite sure about them.
They soon learned that if the male person is passing it out it's from the garden and if it's from the garden it's tasty!

The got down to munching.
Smart kids.
But you will note who is stealing them before he can give them to her.

Uh huh - the chief piggie goat!

Just look at her!
She has her snout right up in the greens.

Poor Thelma and Louise.
If they are not careful AbbyGoat will eat them all!

The male person TRIES to pass them out.
(Can you see me in the background enjoying my greens in PEACE?)

But somegoat is always there sneaking them out from the bottom of the pile.
Hey wait a minute!
Like nanny, like kid!

Abby is teaching little Rudy to steal the greens too!

Wordless Wednesday - For Me?

Farm Cat Friday - TAXI!

I truly think that the Farm Cats have the life.
What do you mean I have the life?!
OK - I do have it pretty good.

But the Farm Cats get to live inside, get their meals served to them twice a day and if Sherpa wants to get from here to there he just calls for his taxi.

Talk about lazy spoiled!
Sherpa climbs up the male person's back and meows until the male person figures out where he wants to go. (The male person does not like this in summer when he is just wearing a t-shirt).

I think the male person is crazy!
I mean who rules this yurt?

Looking at this I would maaaa Sherpa.
What about you?
It looks like this time Sherpa wants to go to the refrigerator so he can walk along the walls.

Or maybe not!
Maybe he has other plans.

When asked about this power he has over the male person Sherpa merely meowed, "talk to the paw."

He meows that a lot.
Harumph!