Wow...what a weekend!

Well....Jock is here. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing though because Mom said we could play together, but he won't play. Everytime I try to wrestle with him he starts crying like a little baby. He better man up! I guess he's just not used to me yet.

We have had an exciting few days. Saturday, Mom and Branson went to pick Jock up, and brought back another goat too! He's really cute though, and we named him Oscar. Ms. Missy told Mommy that she got him from a lady who had rescued him cause he was almost dead when she found him. They fattened him up and sent him to live with Ms. Missy. Then, he decided that he liked her little Pygmy goats a little too much so Miss Missy sent him to live with us and our big goats. He's pretty fun though, we play a lot. Then after Mom got Jock and Oscar (the new goat) home, she had to leave to go to town and while she was gone my goat friend Dolly had her babies. They are so cute! I wish she'd let me play with them, but she butts me when I get too close. Later, the same day, Olivia had her babies. Both of them had twins, but Olivia's baby girl died Monday morning. That made me sad cause she was so tiny and sweet. But Mom says that she was just too little...plus Olivia couldnt nurse her. So Mom took the other 3 babies in the house to bottle feed. Now I can't play with them either. I sure will be glad when they get a little bigger. Nobody will play with me! Except Mom, Daddy and Branson. Maybe Jock will keep getting more social and we can play together when we're not watching the goats. I know he better keep his little butt out of my food bowl though. I'm the boss around here, and thats MY BOWL!!!!

Jock is coming!

So I guess it's official now...today Mom went and put a deposit on that little boy Jock. There's no turning back now, he's really on his way. When Mom got home she told me that he will be here in 2 weeks. Great, guess I better enjoy my peace while I got it. Bet there will always be something going on when Jock gets here. I'll have to watch him and those goats...can't be letting Molly butt him like she did to me.

My goats are better, Olivia and Billy aren't sick anymore. Lucy has a bit of a belly ache but Mom gave her some medicine this morning and she already seems like she feels a little better. Neither one of the big girls has had their babies yet. I wish they'd hurry up and get here soon. If they wait too long it sure is going to be cold outside for little babies. Hopefully they will get here before Jock does so I won't have to worry about the Mommy goats being mean to him for wanting to play with their babies.

Guess I'll check back in later..

Mean Momma....

This morning was horrible....well actually the last couple of days have been pretty crappy. My girl, Trixie, died yesterday. I don't know what happened, but she was fine yesterday morning, and when Daddy was cutting the grass yesterday he found her. Mom says she thinks she had pneumonia (whatever that is). I hope none of my other goat friends get it. Billy has been sick and Mom has been giving him medicine.
Mom came and took me out of the pasture early this morning. Like 6 am early! Doesn't she know I'm a baby and need my sleep? She said I had to have a bath before I went to the Dr. Anyway, after my bath (which I hated) she made me go inside the house till time for us to leave. I didn't want to go inside, I wanted to be out there with my goats. Olivia and Dolly are gonna have babies any time now and I sure don't want to miss it. Mom paid for me being in the house....i hollered the whole time! So we get in the car, again, and ride a while. Then she picks me up and takes me inside another building. Next thing I know there's a big man in a little room with us and he says I have to have 2 shots, and get weighed. Why? Those shots hurt! Then the doctor gave me some nasty stuff in my mouth. It made my tummy hurt and I got sick in Moms car on the way home. When we got home, Mom finally let me go back out in the pasture with my goats. Guess all that being sick made me hungry cause I cleaned my breakfast bowl all at one time. I never finish my food!
Maybe soon I'll have something else to write about. I'm so excited about the babies coming! Now I'll have some goats that are closer to my size. But I bet I outgrow them soon. Dr. Hawkins said I already weigh 23 pounds and I'm only 13 weeks old. I'm gonna be a big girl. Everybody pray for my goat friends, especially Billy, Olivia and Dolly. I sure don't want to loose any more friends. Let you know when our babies get here!

Ok, so lets see what all has happened since my last story...I'm growing really fast. Mom says before long I'll be too big for her to pick up anymore. I get to stay out most of the time now. I still have to go in the pen to eat cause the goats try to take my food if I don't. There's this one, Trixie, doesn't she know she's a goat? Goats don't eat dog food! What's up with that? Then there's Billy, sometimes I swear he thinks he's a dog too! When mom brings the food out he jumps up on her and tries to eat out of the bucket. Wonder what Mom's gonna do when he weighs 100 pounds and wants to jump up on her then. That should be funny! Billy and me are pretty good friends though. We chase each other around the yard, he's pretty funny. I guess you could say we're best friends. Mom and Dad are still talking about that boy Jock....guess I better get ready to share the food bowl. Only about 3 more weeks til he gets here. Molly is getting nicer, only butted me a couple of times this week.

Day 3

Today I got up and got to stay out of my yard all day long! Molly didn't mess with me once...thank goodness! That was getting a little old! I just laid around in the shade, and watched the goats. Dang, they eat all the time!!! Anyway, not much to tell about today...let you know what happens in the next few days

Day 2

OK...got up this morning, not even awake good yet, and here comes that witch Molly again. She better just wait til I'm a little bigger, I'll show her who the boss is! Then, I go snooping...........BAD MISTAKE!!!!! Something bit the crap out of my nose....made me shake all over! I bet I won't be going back next to that fence again! Other than that, I guess I'm OK. That nice lady comes out to play with me a lot, she lets me out of my little house so I can play and mingle a little with the goats. I guess she's trying to protect me from Molly, cause I have to stay in my own little yard when she's not out here with me. She sure takes a lot of pictures! Yesterday I heard her and Daddy talking about getting me a friend to have someone to play with. Mom (thats the ladys name) says it's gonna be a little boy and his name will be Jock. I don't know about that boy thing...if he acts like my brother I'll whoop him. I don't like boys! That's alright though cause I'll still be the oldest and that makes ME THE BOSS. See how "Jock" likes that!

A new home

Something a little strange happened to me today. For the most part the day was pretty normal. I woke up, had a bite to eat, roamed around for a while, took a nap, got up and played with the goats, then......it happened. One minute I'm laying beside mom, enjoying the cooler weather, the next thing i know I'm being picked up and handed across the fence. The lady holding me starts rubbing my head and talking to me...she's calling me "Ellie", who is Ellie? I try to stay calm as we walk away from Mom, Dad and the goats...we're getting in a car...this can't be good. Now I'm scared. So we leave in the car and we ride...for a really long time to a house out in the country. When she opens the car door there's a really big man...holy cow thats a big man! She hands me to him. Then, I spot them....GOATS!!!!! This new place might not be so bad after all. I start roaming around, checking out the babies. Then, this one mean girl named Molly just hauled off and butted me for no reason....whats up with that? I didn't do nothing to her! So I shake it off and roam a bit more til I find a small little yard with a couple of bowls and this big huge bed in it...I sniff around the bed a bit, have some water and a little food, then I check out the bed... Yeah, I could get used to this. This new place might not be so bad after all. We'll see how tomorrow goes. Goodnight