This morning while Brett was riding Flash, I looked outside and there was Bella playing on the boulders near the arena. I gingerly squeezed my toes into my paddock boots, zipped them up, and hobbled out to get her. She saw me coming and scrambled down off the boulders before I could take a picture of her playing Queen of the Mountain. She raced over to me, tail wagging. Yes, goats do have little tails and they wiggle them when they are happy.
I snapped on the leash and led her back into the goat area where I clipped her to her rope. This is the daily routine with Bella; she is allowed her freedom in the goat area until she jumps out. Then it's rope time. The first thing she did when she was back on the rope was get a drink of water. She can reach the hay feeder and water with her rope.
Brett was busy riding Flash in the arena. I'm sure Bella jumped out because he was in there. You can see the arena from the goat pen and she loves to be out with us.
Brett and Flash looked awesome. Flash was nicely forward and round. It made me want to get on Winston and work in the worst way.
My toes aren't ready for more than short ambles around the block at a walk so I turned my attention back to the goats. The goats were all happy to see me and I felt like I was being mobbed by the paparazzi.
|Whiskey, Bella and Cowboy|
|Cowboy is a quiet, but persistent, love bug.|
Then Little Bear trotted across my toes with his cloven hooves and that sealed the deal. Back to the house for me. The goats screamed at me as I walked up the driveway to the house --
|How DARE you leave us!!|
|Bella and Cowboy: Is it something we said?|