Ok. I know this blog is supposed to be about knitting. But how could I concentrate on knitting when I have this delightful guy romping around the yard? He wanted to come in and share our breakfast this morning.
You may remember that the goat was scared off from the place he used to live and wandered miles to end up at our house. He’s officially ours now, which means I can find him a good home. I posted notices at the feed stores. Some people called who want him for meat. NO WAY! Can you imagine such a thing? (Note, he DID find his way to one of the few vegetarian households on the Central Coast!)
Do you think he’s aware of how cute he is as he plays King of the Hill?
I wanted to take lots of pictures before he goes off to live at a ranch/vineyard that I think will be taking him this week. He’s gone from being terrified of people, to being a complete love bug. He lets me hug him and goes on walks with us. Here he’s learning to test his tree climbing skills.
The new place keeps their animals forever – they tend to live out long, natural lives there. Sounds just right. But I don’t think it’ll be as picturesque.