Cordelia, the goat, got out of her collar this morning. Fortunately the geraniums on the deck looked tasty so she didn't go far. She must have pulled and pulled till her collar loosened and then slid her head out.
We corralled her back to her pen till I cold assess the collar problem. But her pen was full of chickens trying to steal her feed so I had to chase them out while holding on to Cordelia. There I was in my nightgown and barn boots, goat bleating, chickens squawking and flapping, kids shrieking with helpful excitement and the dog adding his two cents worth.
And to think, I was voted most likely to lead a glamorous life among my high school senior class. No not really.
I hope the neighbors had all left for work. They might still be laughing. I know I am.
Why, why, why are there no pictures of this? Thanks for the chuckle.
Posted by: Mary Ellen Barrett | August 01, 2008 at 03:27 PM
Now you know why I love this woman so much!
-K
Posted by: Kevin | August 04, 2008 at 11:14 AM
LOL! Oh, thank you for the smile this morning - I needed one!
Peace to you~
Posted by: Jenny | August 05, 2008 at 02:34 PM