Angel has been with us for about a year. She took a long time to mix in with the others. Now she plays and butts heads with all of them. She can still be found off by herself browsing without a care in the world.

Here is the new addition to the fold I wrote about recently. I’ve decided to call her GiGi. I’ve been referring to her at home as Goaty Girl because I didn’t have a name yet, so I just shortened it to GiGi.

Friday Ark Centennial Edition is up over at The Modulator.

Mr. Bird has gone and brought home another pygmy goat from the livestock auction where he works. He said he really liked her looks and wished he could have bought one of her brothers too to breed our other pygmys this winter. We have to wait until November or December otherwise the kids will be born in the dead of winter which has been our downfall too many times already.

I looked at him and asked if he was trying to break my heart again. I looked at her (very sweet face) and told her she had better not break my heart again! We have quarantined her and will be vaccinating and worming her and keeping an eye on her before we let her in with the others. My children were outside in the barn with her this morning giving her exercise time out of the crate and making sure she had clean water and hay. They tell me she was chasing them and climbing the hay.

I lost My Little Bella today. She got very sick very quickly and the vet tried to help but couldn’t.

Sometimes I hate farming.

We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.
Anna Sewell (1820 – 1878), Black Beauty, 1877

Pita is our only male goat at the moment. He’s pretty much the herd protector since he’s bigger than the girls. He really can be a pain in the, well, you know. He’s always the first in line for animal crackers and if you don’t give them to him quick enough he’ll start eating your shirt instead.

This is Kizzy. She is 5 months old today. She’s a real love. She gets jealous when I give Bella some of the attention too.

Kizzy came into the house in January because her mother had no milk. She’s now 5 months old and full of personality.

Bella almost didn’t make it. Her two other triplet siblings didn’t. It was a difficult birth for the mother. Bella was very cold and so I brought her in the house to warm her and feed her. She is now 3 months old and a hoot to watch as she skips and jumps and butts heads with the other goats in the pasture.

No, Dixie is not trying to pee on Bella, she is stepping over her while she circles around her trying to figure out what-the-heck kind of dog Bella is. :-)

Harley takes it upon himself to personally inspect each critter we bring in to the house to care for. Bella the goat is one day old in this picture and was the only one of triplets that survived. It was march and she was too small to endure the cold so we brought her inside to keep her warm. We bottle fed and put her out with her mother when the weather allowed. As of 6/16/06 she is three months old and has been outside with the other goats for about a month.

I was reading Farmgirl Fare, which was featured as a Blog of Note on Blogger and she mentioned Weekend Cat Blogging at Eat Stuff. Cute stuff. Check them out!