Monday, September 20, 2010
One huge benefit to having all these animals is that my reletives come to visit. Recently my niece, Heather Joy, came to visit the farm with her new husband Trevor.
Passing out the carrots can be a bit overwhelming for my guests.
Buttons comes in through the back door.
Daphne decided that Trevor wasn't craving bacon and comes over to say hi.
There was a bit of posing for Christmas cards.
This one gets my vote.
We ate bowls of chili and scones (everyone likes a fair scone) and saw pictures of their recent trip to our nation's capitol. It is amazing how much better people's vacation slides are on a big flat screen television.
And since I talked her into starting a blog, please go by and say hello to by lovely niece. She has a talent for writing that I didn't know about and she lives for her comments...her words not mine.
Just go up and click on her name. For some reason it isn't highlighted all the time as a link.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Poppy Patch Not Quite an Angel
This is Angel. She is Notty's momma. She was the Grand Champion and Best Nigerian at the ADGA sanctioned show at the Western Washington Fair yesterday. She now has 2 legs to her championship with one to go. Notty's sister...the one he was born with...was Jr. Champion. They are both owned by Poppy Patch Farm in Montesano.
photo courtesy of the goatfarmer's new droid X.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
It is the time of year when all young minds turn to romance. In the last couple of weeks the smell around the buck pen has been gearing up to impress the lady goats. Notty has gone from a nice reasonable young goat to a googly eyed maniac. He stands on his stump and calls to the goats across the field...constantly. Notty needed a friend. Another buck to share his bachelor pad.
So I brought this home.
His name is Pepe. He is Cora Belle's nephew. His mother, Boxcar Betty, has been called the prettiest goat one judge had ever seen. Call me shallow but I just like him for his blue eyes.
Notty was very happy to see him after first mistaking him for a doe.
It was a rude welcome for the unsuspecting Pepe.
Friday, September 10, 2010
After the recent recall, my eggs are solid gold. Everywhere I go someone asks if I have eggs. I need more hens. I can't keep up with the demand for farm fresh eggs.
I also need a few girls that take their job seriously. My hens are more pet than livestock so they take it easy now and then, secure in their place on the farm.