My Human is Slacking

That dang human.  I can't get her to take pictures for my blog.  She says she doesn't have time, but she's out there taking pictures of the sunset.





When she's supposed to be feeding me!



I might starve if she doesn't put the camera down and GET MY HAY!

Another Hair-brained Human Excuse

First it was the rain that kept the human from taking blog photos for me.  Now guess what the excuse is.

Marley.  She says every time she tries to take a picture for me, Marley is sniffing the camera or her sleeve or pulling her hair.

Can you believe that?

She says 200 pounds of Marley is a bit intimidating when she's crouched down blindly taking photos for me.



He looks pretty sweet and innocent to me.



Some excuse!

Work, Work, Work

I just read how my good goat friend Pricilla's publicist wanted her to stand around and pose for pictures...for her publicist's blog.  Not even her own!  I told Pricilla she needed to put her hoof down.  Now I think I need to take my own advice.



The human made me write a guest blog post on her poetry blog.  I think I made a great poem, and then she just used it to try to sell copies of her novel.

tap, tap, tap under the silvery moon

old barn boards as my drum

tap, tap, tap a soothing rhythm

as I play my goat horns

chewing cud and ruminating on

the perfect life this old goat has

tap, tap, tap through the night

a comfort for my herd to hear

Did I mention she made me be a character in her book?

Now she made me pose for publicity shots.  She made me stand there surrounded by all kinds of yummy browse...weeds and mulberry bushes and flowers and nettles.

She wouldn't let me eat them!

Next time she says, "Millie, can you come here a minute?" this is going to be my answer!

That will show her!

My Dang Human

My dang human won't let me have computer time to post.



It's not like we've been boring around here, spending all our time out in pasture.  I have too many events to tell you about.



The big one is my darling doe Pebbles passed peacefully with the help of my favorite vet, Dr. Schmitz. He came because the CAE was making her life miserable and painful.  She couldn't even join us out in pasture.



As much as we all miss her, I'm so glad my girl is not hurting anymore.



Then the human tells me she's too busy with her blog and soap and keeping kids healthy.

I think it's a lot of excuses.  I'm going to have to butt her if she doesn't give me more computer time.

I Want to Protest

The human went out to our pasture.



She didn't take us with her, even though we maaed to her how much we wanted to go too.



That is just not fair!



We want to go out there where it's not so muddy.

Lily's Message to the Human

I'm hungry.



Aren't you going to feed me?

Really, I'm starving.

We're Waiting

We're waiting on seven girls to have babies.  The human is already driving us crazy with her hovering.

Pam Street

She wakes us up in the night with that bright light, and I hear her naming off and counting the girls that are due.  We'll be glad when the kids arrive!

Torture!

She be's torturin' me!  Honest.  See...

Me and the Human

Not jus' me's either.

Bud and the Human

Joe and the Human

Me's Millie Maa and Me's Human Maa

 It be's alls of us!

She Forgot Us!

Our ditzy human thinks we are staying out in pasture too late in the evening, so she's taken to locking us in.  She forgot to open the gate in the morning.

How could she forget????  We're very important, you know.

At least she did remember to let us out today.  The llama was very insistent.

Then Kizzy noticed the open gate.

Then we all went out.

I waited to make sure everyone was out there before I followed up the end of the herd.

We are so happy to spend the day out there.

That human better not forget again!

Left Behind

These two were dilly dallying around and got left in the barnyard when the rest of us went out to pasture.

Pam and Maisie

After they kept hollering at us for a while, the human took pity on them and walked with them.

Soon they saw us, and they left the human behind.

Back with the herd, they were all happy.

Sometimes the human can be pretty nice.  Sometimes.

John Wayne to the Rescue: The Conclusion

Our hero was locked in a gun battle with Big Bad Bud.

Suddenly, Big Bad Bud put his head down in shame.

He called out, "Don't shoot me.  Please, I just couldn't resist the yummy corn.

Here, you can take it back to Flower.  I promise I'll never steal again."

Being a grand hero, John Wayne took the corn and returned to Flower.

She was very happy to see her corn.

"My hero."

Then John Wayne tipped his hat and browsed his way back to the open trail.

Of course, he returned home to his loyal human for some snuzzling.

The end.