Kid-Sitting
Ok, seriously, we ARE goat-sitting this weekend. It's been fun, but like any two-year-old, you gotta look after them, and they seem to make a B-line for stuff they're not supposed to eat(rhododendrons, plastic bags, my tomato plant).
They'll follow you around to a point, but the best way to get them to come with you is to run like hell. They think you're running FROM something, and they stay so close you'll kick them if you're not fast enough.
Unfortunately, Mike is allergic to them, he's about to sneeze:
Mike pretends to be an udder. So new the LaMancha still has glue on her fur from the price tag.
Wee tails waggin' for extra KYOOT
Synchronized sucking
There are NO udders back there, Kid!
The Kitties
Our closest neighbor.
He's Wee
Now that I've got internet working again...I don't know what was wrong with it, perhaps the wifi router was posessed by evil spirits, I don't know. Back to work.
They'll follow you around to a point, but the best way to get them to come with you is to run like hell. They think you're running FROM something, and they stay so close you'll kick them if you're not fast enough.
Unfortunately, Mike is allergic to them, he's about to sneeze:
Mike pretends to be an udder. So new the LaMancha still has glue on her fur from the price tag.
Wee tails waggin' for extra KYOOT
Synchronized sucking
There are NO udders back there, Kid!
The Kitties
Our closest neighbor.
He's Wee
Now that I've got internet working again...I don't know what was wrong with it, perhaps the wifi router was posessed by evil spirits, I don't know. Back to work.