Thursday, October 13, 2011

Goats are the answer

This is my little grey goaty friend.  He makes my life better.  My landlord has a small herd of Nigerian Dwarf goats that serve mostly as pets but also do an excellent job of brush control…and provide me with endless entertainment.  They are always hungry, always begging, especially with grass being scarce this year.  It’s surprisingly pleasant to arrive home to a herd of cute little fat goats waddling up to the gate to say hello and badger me for food.  Goats have always been a favorite species of mine.  They are intelligent, playful, and friendly.  This little goat was rejected by his mother at birth, so my landlord raised him on a bottle and they keep him around with their small breeding herd.  He is the only one that will allow me to pet him, the rest have more of a livestock personality and will get very close, but shy away from any touch.  Really it would be a pain if they were any tamer…those horns are large and sharp!  There are a few younger kids and I love to watch them play.  They are fearless.  These little goats are some of the most honest creatures you will ever meet.  After a long day of dealing with people and all their agendas, it is refreshing to spend a little time with an animal who hides nothing.  They all want feed, little grey wants scratching, and they frolic when they please.  Don’t get me wrong, most of the people that I associate with are basically good, but humans are tricky creatures by nature.  I’ll be the first to admit that I have goals, and if your goals conflict with mine, we probably won’t get along.  The goats don’t get their feelings hurt if I don’t give them what they want.  They won’t look for ways to get back at me.  They don’t badger me with questions.  And now, some gratuitous goat frolicking…though the still pictures really don’t do it justice.