Yesterday, we went to a birthday party for my H's little 4 year old cousin. It was at a local stable/farm. We did a walking tour and got to pet a rooster, hold baby bunnies (so fluffy!), pet horses, and love on some goats. BABY GOATS. There were some that were born on Wednesday, and you guys, I died. They had floppy ears and were so snuggly and sweet and I almost put one under my shirt and ran away with him.
There were also some that were born just 2 hours before we got there! Did you know that brand new baby goats wag their tails when they look at you?? Because they do. They were still wet from being born and we got to watch the mama push out the after birth. I thought it was so neat.
My baby got on a horse! She also managed to rip out two hairs off the poor horse's mane. Lol. Pics!
M on Penny the horse:
Baby boy goat born Wednesday. This is the worst pic of me in the history of pics. The humidity was horrible and my hair was shot and makeup was sweating off my face. But the goat is cute!
I can die happy now. I have held and kissed baby goats. The little guy in the pics nuzzled his face into my neck when I was holding him and I almost had an aneurysm.