…a funny thing happened on the way to the bar
After losing Daisy, we were down to three goats. Three! This shall not stand.
So, off to the chicken auction we go.
OMGOMGOMG! Baby goat!
Sooo… probably has a stomach bug, but we can treat that. We brought Ivy home. She’s about two weeks old, so back to the o dark thirty feedings.
But good lord she’s cute.
She’s quarantined until we know she’s healthy enough to join the herd.
Till then, it’s just pure unadulterated cuteness.
She had a bath yesterday. Didn’t like that much.
But now she’s clean for the moment.