Our Pasture!

Look what he's doing to our pasture!

We are definitely not going near that thing.

I bet that could do more damage than the chupacabra!

The Long Way Around

We're across the ditch going to the back hill. It's our new favorite place to eat. Somebody is missing.

Lily is hanging out on the other side of the ditch with the llama. Why didn't she come across with us?

She has a sore foot. (A bit of bacterial hoof rot, and she isn't nice about letting the human treat it).

We're going to enjoy eating the shrub in this ditch.

There goes Lily.

Past the cows.

Over the crossing.

She's crossing the mown hill between the cows and us.

Look at that Lily goat move.

She's finally back with us.

That's the long way around, but she made it.

Herd Queen Duties

I am not writing for Millie's blog tonight. I am too busy with my herd queen duties.

I must make sure we all go out to pasture and browse.

I make sure that the cedar trees are tasty.

I make sure everybody behaves in an acceptable goaty manner.

By the way, Millie does seem to have picked up a little bit of weight and isn't just lounging around in the building all the time. We're optimistic that her vacation is helping. She does want to thank everyone who has been wishing her well.

The Real Diagnosis

Minnie Pearl here again. Can't believe this is what my sister wants me to write about, but here it goes.

Lucky Nickel lives with Claire, and while she is a beautiful white goat, she seems to be a silly kid. She thinks that Millie, instead of anemia has a-knee-mic that was inserted into her knee during an alien abduction. (I can't believe this is the stuff Millie writes about. Is she just trying to make me look like a fool?) You can read all about Lucky Nickel's diagnosis of Millie at Claire's blog, Whispering Acres. You can also read more about Lucky Nickel's driving lesson.

Lucky Nickel of Whispering Acres

You might think this is crazy, goats being abducted by aliens, but there seems to be some other cases being reported in Blogland. For example, Marigold, from Goat Philosophy 101 seems to have been abducted by aliens also. They must have done some other experiment on her because she has a lop-sided udder instead of having been implanted with a-knee-mic.

Of course, I did not believe any of this malarky, so I asked Millie about it. She agrees that these are just silly kid's tales. Then she told me I had to go check out what Michelle at Goat Berries posted about. It was the nasty Chupacabra, a monster that sucks the blood from goats, leaving them dead.

Read more about the Chupacabra at virtuescience.com

Yep, that's what Millie told me. She said that the dreaded Chupacabra came to our farm in Iowa and attacked. That's why she's anemic. She said she is expecting to win the President's Medal of Honor for her bravery above the call of duty. She single hoofedly fought off the Chupacabra, and she's lucky she escaped with her life. If it were not for her heroics, the entire herd would have had their life blood sucked dry.

That's why she is anemic. That's why she's on vacation, resting and eating, and I'm here writing all this baloney.

Millie, the Chupacabra warrior of Eden Hills

She seriously owes me big time after this. I think I should be getting some sweet feed for this. By the way, I personally think the Chupacabra is a two-headed monster that looks like this, and it's not blood it sucks either.

Bambi and Beau

Millie!!!!!!!!!!! I'm quitting if you make me do anything like this again!!!!!!!

New Top Buck

Minnie Pearl here. Millie told me I have to keep up her blog while she eats and rests. It's a good thing I love my sister. Here goes. My first blogging effort.

Mason seems to think he gets the big oak stumps since Marley and Jack are shut in the smaller pen.

Red and Rover are just glad they are...Millie said I have to be "politically correct". That's not my style. I'm direct. How's this?

Red and Rover are just glad they are not play things for the big bucks now.

Diagnosis

Dr. Schmitz came and took blood, which I did not like. This afternoon, he talked to the human and said that the only thing the test showed was anemia. I'm supposed to eat lots. I'm supposed to eat lots of good stuff. I think I just might take the vacation that was suggested. Maybe I'll see if my sister, Minnie will let you know what's going on around here.

After all, it's pretty boring where I am. Just me and Scarlet and the annoying twins (Flower and Bud) when they feel like it.

I'm going to go eat an oak leaf. Minnie told me about this. I wouldn't want to eat here tonight.

Dear Dr. Schmitz

Dear Dr. Schmitz,

The human said you are coming to visit me Thursday. I just wanted to thank you. I am very tired, but I still like to eat (especially corn or goat chow). I just am too tired to eat a lot.

My eyes are watery. I think I may have scratched my right eye on my hay. I did that last year too. Maybe I should close my eyes when I eat. It is slowly getting better.

Last week, the human collected a fecal sample and had it tested. I'm so embarrassed! At least the sample was clean--no parasites! Yeah for the herbal wormer.

The human looked at my back and said I have dirty skin (you try having kids bounce on your back with the wet, muddy year we've had), but she didn't see any bugs. If you wanted to check I'd feel better because the human is blind in one eye and blond in the other.

She also thinks I might have a slight fever. She did the mom test, putting her cheek against my face.

Again, thank you so much for coming out here to check on me when nobody's home. I promise I will try not to move too much when you take my blood. I know the human is really worried about me. I keep telling her I'm sick, but she wants the name and when I'll be better.

Sincerely,

Millie Ann Saanen

PS I sure hope the human remembers to laminate and put my letter on the post in the morning.