We have 22 nursing kids on the farm right now and they really are a joy. Folks who’ve never seen young goats before are usually surprised at how playful and friendly they are. We love seeing them jumping, frolicking and playing with each other.
Yesterday we saw them all playing king of the hill on a dirt mound topped by an old stump. Unfortunately I didn’t have my camera. But I did get a shot later of a few of them playing on a log.
The situation with little Heeza and Sheeza has improved. They’re getting enough milk from their mother now that we only have to supplement with the bottle. Lately Sheeza doesn’t even take it. But her larger and always hungry brother will.
The sight of kids at play is something I hope I never grow tired of, or take for granted.