Rain and Geese

It's foggy out today. And rainy. Did I mention that goats don't like rain? It runs down my horns. It drips from my beard. The whole barnyard has a wet goat smell. It's not as bad as a wet dog smell, but definitely not how you want to smell if company is coming. Some of the silly kids have been playing in the mud and have mud almost up to their knees. Joe and I spent most of the day in the quansit hut avoiding the rain.

Do you know what those geese do? They don't even try to walk around a mud puddle. They act like it's the best thing since a slice of fresh bread. They actually take a bath in it. That's right--a bath in a mud puddle, flapping their wings and honking and making quite the ruckus. It doesn't seem to me like it would do much good, but they sure look like they are having fun.