I couldn’t let the fair go by without mention of goats. I love goats, especially pygmy goats. I was able to see several pygmies at the fair this week and they were a delight. They are so small and adorable! I dream about having a small fiber farm one day – raising sheep, alpaca, and angora rabbits and spinning their fleece into yarn. In the mix, I’d like two pygmy goats – I think I’ve settled on Neville and Sybil as their names. They’d be inquisitive and loyal companions who would follow me about the barn as I took care of the animals. I think they’d also be uncommonly well-behaved goats and I’d invite them in for a cup of tea and some biscuits. Perhaps they’d even have a little bed at the foot of mine to curl up in and sleep the night away.
And here was another bright-eyed, curious critter who wanted to check things out at eye-level. He was a handsome goat to be sure.
Blessings to you,