The woman I spoke to on the phone yesterday about goats said, "Well, the first thing you need to know about goats is that they're addictive." What an odd thing to say, thought I. And then we drove up to Paso and out of Paso, up a long dirt road and finally up her driveway in order to meet her Nigerian Dwarf goat babies. OMG. Saying they are addictive is an understatement. If Jack wasn't standing right next to me, I would have stuffed our truck full of as many of them as I could shove in. As it happened, though, he allowed me two, but the woman threw in one more for the road. Ha! I love how people work out here in the country! So, without further adieu, I give you our two six month old little boys and our two year old girl (the pictures aren't good because I can't yet tell them where to stand for photo opps, but I'll post more once they realize I'm not the enemy who stole them from their 60 member herd of fellow vertically challenged Nigerians. Except that, actually, I am.):
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| Sure, they look like your average goats without anything to give size perspective, but below when they are next to Max, our 11 pound dog, you can see that I'm not making fun of them when I call them "dwarfs". |
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| The tiny guy in the middle, who's face you can't even see in this photo, maybe has two inches on Max. |
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