McGoat

The truth is, I will never be a professional blogger. I don't think you are allowed to go months and months without blogging and still have a job when you come out the other side.
And that's ok...because, the truth is, I don't want to be a professional blogger.

I'm glad we got that cleared up. Plus, since this is my blog, and even though I might feel guilty about not blogging on my blog, there's no one to fire me!

So, you may ask, why have I suddenly decided that now is the time to write another post? What is so special about February 24th, 2014?

This impossibly cute blurry face:

And this one too:

Because when you live on a farm, simply looking at pictures of baby animals isn't enough anymore.

When you ask yourself, "What would my significant other/parents/landlord/roommates say if I brought home a baby [ fill in the blank with a cute bundle of fluff ]?",  the answer will no longer be "NO"...it will be "Not again..".

In addition to these two cuties, we also purchased a bred (pregnant) alpine doe who is due next week. Her name is Pam! This will be my first experience with goat-birth, but if all goes well it should be great! We are expecting her to have one or two kids and hopefully enough milk to share a little with us.
Goat cheese anyone?