High on a hill stands the Lonely Goatherd...

I came home last night and hung out with Ben the Neighbor and Peaty for a while by the chicken coop. Ben had a half-resigned and annoyed, half amused look on his face when I got there. "What's up?" I asked, oh-so innocently. Peaty replied, "I'm getting TWO baby goats--tomorrow!!!" Ben sighed and said, "I never said you could have two, Peat." This went on for the better part of two hours while I made ginger lemonade and wolfed down crackers and cheese for dinner... We were joking that I'd knit the new babies winter coats and churning goat butter in the front yard. (Probably true. I want to be stern about this, but I know I'm going to melt into goo the first time I pet one. *facepalm*) I had to take away my new flick comb for wool from the Peat as he tried to give his hair a going over with it, and then he scurried off to make a bed for his new charges over by the coop.

Our little Urban Agrarian fambly just gets bigger and more exciting. At least he didn't come home with two peacocks and a baby yak...yet...

Happy Birthday, Low Delta!!!

This is your birthday sooooooooong, it isn't very longgggggg, we'll bring you cake and teaaaaaa, You'll get a hug from meeeeee!!!

*Hugs you*

May you have many many more, Kevin!!