Let's see....I promised baby goat pictures, so - baby goat pictures you shall have!
First up, a size photo:
Same goat, same lantern - just 1 week's difference. He's gotten a wee bit larger, methinks!
A few seconds after the first photo, Calvin decided to try and climb the lantern...resulting in a knocked-over lantern, a loud crash, and a skittering-away goatling. :lol:
This goat isn't loved or anything, you understand. All of us just tolerate him - he's such a wee brat...:lol: Y'all believe that, right?
He spends most of his time following the humans around. Here he was in the process of turning around to bounce back to me - he's the silliest thing! He's figured out how to pounce, now...and spends most of the wee hours perfecting it. I can NOT wait for warmer weather so he can move out to his permanent digs in the barn!
A very common sight - I had just told him to Quit Eating the Plastic!, so he jump/twisted/hopped around and scampered off, to try and climb on Himself. :silly:
Himself is getting to be a very accomplished milker. We had settled in this morning - I was sitting on the stand, one-handedly milking. "Swish.....swish.....swish" goes my bucket. Behind me, I hear "swishswishswishswishswish". I turn around, and he is double-barrelled milking into the cup. ":grumble: I hate you, you know!" I jokingly remarked. He paused a second, and with a very straight face said "But, Mom - you get more out with each swish! And my hands get tired faster!" "Yes...but you drain her out faster!" and we both chuckled as we continued milking out the goats. He's a good sport - and a very good helper! (Once he perfects actually HITTING the bucket, we'll be better - but he's trying, and he doesn't complain. SO....win/win.)
We've decided to keep the Cashmere milk separate from the Nubian milk, so I need to find another carry bucket. Fun stuff! :lol: