The Visit to the Goat Farm



Some people at the Farmer's Market sell goat cheese---very delicious, and equally expensive, I might add. But they had a "farm day"; and since I have been begging Robert to buy me a goat, he figured maybe playing with some would do it. So we picked up some friends and drove out. It was lots of fun.
top picture: the mother goats seemed oddly interested in my baby belly. maybe they could tell somebody was in there? of course, they liked the bright colors i was wearing, too.
middle: the little kids climbed all over me. there is not much that can be more fun than a baby goat
bottom: robert and a goat in a contemplative moment