Wednesday night Paul and I went to visit a neighbor. Little did I know that I was being tricked into going over there to see a baby goat that Paul wanted to buy! We came home empty handed and talked about this. But I was surprised to see Paul bringing the goat home this morning at 5:45 am in the van. Did I miss the end of our conversation?
Paul assures me that I said "yes" to this, but I can't seem to remember that!
So now we have a 7th goat. This one was a quadruplet and bottle fed, so he is extremely friendly. He actually loves company and cries when we put him back inside the gated pasture. The girls love him up before and after school. For now his name is Junior.
As soon as you are out of his sight he cries!
