Walkabout
Quick! No time to lose! Goat kids!
Roll the role call, in case you somehow forgot their names.
Mathilde took the wee ones out to explore the playground today.
They seemed to like the place. Jumping around and having fun.
Vanilje approaching Mads. By now they have learned to stay out of his way. Sometimes they sort of walk up to him, when he’s facing the other way. Then he turns around quickly and looks at them and they back off even faster.
“What a tall goat!”. No no, Nougat. It’s a tree. Trees, goats or people. They will try to climb anything.
Mathilde sharing a tender moment with her son.
Nougat again, out in the big world.
And at the end of the day they snuggle up together inside. That’s the life of a baby goat.
Now here’s hoping the busses won’t be on strike again tomorrow. Lazy, no-good busses. Just cause they’re big and yellow they think they own the world. I blame the Simpsons, you know. Etcetera.
April 19th, 2006 at 3:44
Hooray, a goat parade! I like your baby goat “mug shots”.
Warning: Consider these baby goats armed (or legged?) and dangerously cute. Symptoms of goat addiction: talking silly baby goatsie-toatsie talk, carrying a photo album of your “goat children”, and having your goats perform tricks for visitors. Not that “I” have any of these problems!
Do your goats do tricks? Our pygmys will shake hands, stand on back legs and dance around (Circus goat), jump “Up” on command, and sometimes will jump “Down” on command, and will “Come” most of the time when called. They will do about anything for peanuts or dried corn husks.
April 19th, 2006 at 10:20
They look so smallish and cute :))
April 20th, 2006 at 3:49
That 4th picture is priceless and deserves to be put on one of the cute or baby animal links. Thats how I came across you was in one of your BaaaabbbbyyyAnimals posting. I love your pictures. Thank you!
April 20th, 2006 at 8:26
They are so cute. Give Magnethe a hug from me. Poor gal…I hope it’s all over for her soon. I wonder how many babies she has in her…how can one mom have THREE??? Yikes.