Thursday, April 21, 2011
Can Goats Really Fly?
Today's forecast was sunny, breezy with temps in the upper 40's. I took advantage of the one day without rain in it and got 35 bales of hay. By the time I backed the truck up and opened up the barn doors, I already had a customer on the tailgate sampling the hay.
Gwendolyn, aka Gwennie, jumped up on the tailgate by her little Mini-Mancha self and started munching away on the hay.
Not to be out done by a baby goat, Jammer felt the need to also sample the hay to make sure it was okay for everyone else. Unfortunately, Jammer was not able to jump his porky self up on the tailgate so he settled for sampling on two hooves.
Lil' Gwennie got a little braver and moved up to the next level of hay............
..........then she thought she should sample some of the hay on the side. I guess she was pretty happy and enjoying herself because all of a sudden Gwennie decided she could fly!!!!!!!
"I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky!"
Brave little shit isn't she for being only 3 months old?