You've got to be kidding!

"In the silence, I could hear the distinct sound of goats maa-ing in the barn. Lying there listening to them made me smile, too. I'd always loved goats - every one of them different from every other one, and all of them goofy and playful."

Steve Watkins

After all the rain (thank you now the tanks are chock-a-block for summer), today we could finally venture out to collect two goats that we ordered three weeks ago. It did rain of course, but not enough to dampen our spirits. We had been told that there was a cross-breed mum (3yo) and female kid (3mo) that had been corralled and drenched in readiness for our visit. We borrowed a trailer and headed over to Deep Bay. Well it was a goat bonanza and their yard was full of trailers full of goats!

Eventually it was just us, the owners and a paddock full of bleaters. We explained that we had chosen "Fergie" and "Eugenie" as names for the new additions to our plot, and before we knew it we had "Beatrice" as well - bonus?

Rural ambience courtesy of the B-list royals

Anyhoo after trucking them back to our place everyone settled in well and the bleating has subsided enough that rural tranquility reigns again. We also took advantage of the trailer to dump some rubbish at KWS and pick up an old bath ($20) for water on the other side of the property. Some new hoses will provide the necessary dihydrogen oxide as summer approaches.

The new family has already been munching away at the weeds that have been bothering us, as well as stripping the few little pines that had sprung up in the shadows of their ancestors.  So now we have sheep for mowing the grass and goats for mowing the weeds - good one...

In the meantime what is happening in the civilised world?

Baaaaa!!!