Charlie Browns's momma died when he was only ten days old. I volunteered to bottle fed he and his brother Buster twice a day. Taking a jug of milk home after the evening milking, I rose at 5am, heated the milk, poured it into two glass soda bottles with nipples attached (we eventually got proper milk bottles) and headed to the barn. I still remember how much fun it was to watch as they kneeled before me with their tails switching back and forth with happiness at being fed. Boy, could they suck down a bottle of milk fast!
Lucy became the third wheel and joined the boys but wasn't bottle fed. She had been rejected by her momma, and was being put on other nans at milkng time to get her meals. Since she had nothing better to do while I had both hands full with bottles, she delighted sneaking bites of my hair - taking full advantage of the situation.
One day I came home from work and Randel had built a pen for those three little goats up by my house. For most of the summer the trio lived in that pen and I thoroughly loved having them so close to me.
Soon a new goat named Peppermint Patty joined the group and Buster went to his forever home. The kids, my old dog Taz and I went for long walks every day. It was simply amazing to go for a walk with goats! They would follow me wherever I went and paid no attention to Taz - of course she was no threat to them whatsoever. I always knew when their tummies were full because they'd get into trouble. One day they were all eating grass in my yard like little angels, but I had to go inside for a minute to answer the phone or something. When I came back out they had vanished!. I finally found them "tap dancing" on the neighbors deck. They were high stepping and making all kinds of racket on that deck, it was so obvious that they were enjoying it quite a bit. It took lots of coaxing and finally a bucket of grain to get them off that deck... it was just too much fun!
This post would be two miles long if I tried to mention all of the fun times I've had here... so I'll leave it at that. It's time for me to pursue different adventures, but I will miss this special place. If you ever get the chance to live on or stay at a farm for a time, I highly recommend it!
With much love and gratitude to Terry and Randel,