Goodbye and Hello!

Pepper Ann left the farm this weekend. The farmer tells me that she went to a very nice group of ladies in Vermont to live on their sheep farm. Although Pepper was a Nubian (patooey!), she was a wonderful friend and a nice pasture mate. Pepper didn't go alone to her new home. The ladies also took Pepper Ann's daughter, Silver Dollar.

Pepper Ann and Silver Dollar got to ride in the farmer's Jeep to Vermont. They got to take a ferry ride in the Jeep across Lake Champlain (can Nubians float?). And they got to get in the new ladies' truck to go the final 1/2 hour to the sheep farm. Goodbye Pepper Ann and Silver Dollar! Have fun with the sheepies!!!

Then the farmer and her assistant (baby Emily) went further down the highway in Vermont to another sheep farm where the farmer picked up a new pet. No one in the barn is quite sure what this new pet is exactly. It's not a sheep... it's not a dog.... I don't think it is a goat... The farmer says it is a goat, but I have never seen such a goat with long hair like that. While I can get a little fuzzy in the winter, I have nothing on this little thing!

Here is a picture of the new barn thing. What do you think it is???

Pictures! Finally!

The farmer finally brought her camera out to the barn. She took pictures of all us goats to share. Here's me. I am pretty!

Here are all the kids from this year. It's a goat color wheel! Black, brown, white, spots, silver! Every color!

The one in the middle is my son. He looks like a Toggenburg with all the gray and white. I am not sure where that came from. Neither me nor his dad were Toggs.

The one in the middle is my other son. He is a very handsome Alpine looking kid.

More Baby Goat Pictures!

Go to the farmer's blog to see pictures of some of the baby goats -- www.rosesgoats.blogspot.com. I do have to warn you, there are only pictures of the Nubian (patooey!) kids on the blog so far. For some unknown reason, the farmer has not put pictures of my kids up yet. I think this is an injustice! The farmer should take time out of feeding the kids and cleaning the barn and moving the pasture fence and taking care of her baby and husband to take pictures of my kids and publicize them! Of course, she must not take any time out of what is involved in feeding and milking myself and the other production does. After all, we are the only reason she makes us have these kids in the first place, right?!

UPDATE: The farmer says she will get pictures of ALL of the kids up soon.

Cookie Crumbled!

Cookie finally gave up her kids on Sunday. She had two nice does. Even though they are 3/4 Nubian (patooey!), the 1/4 that is Alpine is pretty darn cute. Here's pictures!

This is Oreo. We also call her "Double-Stuffed" because she is a lot bigger than her sister.



This is Snickerdoodle. She has lots of white flecks mixed in her black coat.

Let's Get This Over With!!

Ugh, I am huge and getting huge-r... I can barely see my hooves (except when I look down). I am not due until April 12th the farmer says. I hope these babies come sooner!

Evicted!

All this winter I had been enjoying living in the big pen with Cookie. I was pretty happy that I had the big pen to run around in and two hay mangers to chose from. Granted, I was not happy that I had to share this with Cookie. Other than giving Cookie a few shoves when she got too close to my food, I never shared my dislike for her as a roommate. Well, the farmer decided that Cookie was special since she is due to have kids first so the farmer put Cookie in the kidding pen. This meant that Gloria had to share my pen! Gloria is the herd leader and can be quite bossy sometimes. I tried to show the farmer that this wasn't going to work by running and crying whenever the farmer was around. She didn't listen to me until the next day. I thought the farmer would be nice and let me stay in the big pen because I was there first, but no, she let Gloria get the big pen!! I am stuck in the little pen!! No fair!

Baby Bump!

The jig is up! The farmer knows that I am pregnant for sure! Last night she was feeling around on my stomach, on the right side just above my udder, when my little baby made a move for it. The farmer jumped and said "Oooohh!" excitedly. I cursed the baby for giving away the secret so soon. It was supposed to be just between us. Only me and the kids would know what was really going on.

Oh well, at least this means the farmer will continue to give me extra cookies while I am pregnant.