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Showing posts with label Osmo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Osmo. Show all posts

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Pam Smells Gooderest

We all be's in pasture browsing when me noticed Pam smells gooderest!  Me's not got family jewlz, but me still thinks she smells gooderst.


Me keeped browsing near her.  Soon, we be's back in barnyard.  All the other girls (cept Minnie) still be outs in pasture.

Pam be laying on the picnic table, just a sweet smelling vision. That Osmo be's lurking under the table.


Bullseye liked her smell too, and he followed hers up.  But he misses his Harley maa, so he keeped maaing for her.




She be's so sweet.  Me's in love.


Me's not get close, cuz that Osmo be closerest.  He be's scary.



Bullseye still be's hollering.  Guess he nots be so big as he thinked.


Oh, Pam.  Pam, my bee-u-tee-ful Pam...


See...she nots get away from Osmo.




"Really, boys.  Can you just go away?"

Me's human be threatening Osmo.  She be's planning on throwing him in wif me's Marley buck if he acts like this with littler girls.


Me's gonna be gooderest boy.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

An Intervention for Osmo

Osmo is seriously in need of an intervention.  You know how you can say, "Hey, bet you can't..."  Then you say something really silly.

"Hey, Osmo."

Most goats have the good sense not to do those things, but not Osmo.


We can say things like, "Hey, bet you can't scratch your head with Cutie's horns."  Now any other goat out here knows that's about the same as asking her to put her horn in your backside, but not Osmo.


Usually these fun and games stay in the barnyard and the human never hears about them.  But somegoat said, "Hey, Osmo, bet you can't get that bucket around your middle."


Seriously, everygoat knows that you can get the bucket stuck around your neck if you have horns, but Osmo doesn't have horns.  


Everygoat knows you can't get the bucket all the way around your middle.


It should have been some innocent fun.  Yep, he got it stuck.

"I can't believe you fell for that," said Harley.

 Nobody else in the barnyard was very sympathetic.  Even the geese were laughing at him.

"Honk, honk, honk, honk, honk."

He tried to get it off, but it wouldn't go forward.


It wouldn't go backwards.


He could not shake that bucket at all.


He was just stuck until the human came out.

"Are you going to help me or what?"

She took one look at him and went for the most powerful tool:  the bolt cutters.


The human was not very happy.  I heard her muttering something about "a perfectly good bucket"



and "what the hay was he thinking?"


We're definitely going to have to have an intervention to try and help Osmo with this gullible nature.

Friday, April 20, 2012

What the Hay?

I don't think this is what the human had in mind.



Do you suppose they got in trouble?

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Osmo and Horns

That Osmo. He's trying to eat Litha's horns today.


What is it with that boy and horns.

Why don't those girls try to kill him?

I would.

I guess this makes more sense.


Horns are awesome for trying to scratch all that undercoat out.

I guess I'd try to borrow some if I didn't have my own.

Still, I think Litha is awfully patient to let him use her horns.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Wether Problems

Jilly was have problems with the wether.

Osmo seemed to be fascinated with Jilly's horns.

She didn't appreciate it, and told him to knock it off.

He didn't get the hint.

He was even trying to taste it!

Why do you think he found her horns so interesting?

Silly Osmo.

She did her best to ignore him and hope he'd go away.

Can you tell how much she wanted to poke him with those horns?

Whatever will we do with that Osmo?