I call her Momo because she’s my little Goat Dumpling.
That’s right, Beatrice! She and her Mom are back to being two peas in a pod, like she never left.
Did you stay home today? Yes, but X had to go to Lowe’s for a part for the heater.
What local business or charity did you support? Gosh, I’m pooped tonight. I bought plenty of Lake Champlain chocolate yesterday.
What’s for dinner? Sausage & Pepper Pasta with Broccoli – my second foray into the NYT “5 Dishes to Cook This Week.” These dishes have been pretty pedestrian. I guess they never promised you “voila” fare. They are just trying to give you five reasonable things to cook in a week.
X is doing a kind of macrame project here. It’s something to hold up the goats’ salt brick. He can be very creative and patient when he’s not pissed or depressed.
Below we see a glimpse of Beatrice with her new boyfriend. I hear shortly after this picture was taken, she wasn’t so innocent-looking and stand-offish.
We visited another angora goat farm today in South Hero. This one looked a lot like Bennie.
Seeing other angora goats is always uncanny! They look just like ours but not quite! Which feels weird.
The subject line “Other Goats” is kind of an inside joke. Like 20 years ago there were attempts at what was then the Fair to have angora goat shows. And this one year, we were the only ones who showed up. So the judge had to award us the ‘prize’ but she indicated that she really thought we should get “other goats.” (She had some kind of accent.) We have laughed at that ever since because she didn’t say “better goats.” Merely “other goats” – ANY “other goats.” Because our goats were pretty pitiful; they weren’t even purebred.
Zowie poses with her no-longer-needed overcoat, and three bags of fleece from her Mom, Aunt Janet, and Cousin Beatrice.
When that evening sun go down…
Off to Maine after just two more sleeps.
Zinnias & Zowie
Three of these goats belong together,
Three of these goats are kinda the same;
But one of these goats is doin’ his own thing…