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Goat Parade

I did it! I walked the goats to the far end of the street, right to where the two large dogs were laying in the front yard, and I decided not to test if they were behind an invisible fence.

As you can see, they didn’t cooperate for D! Now imagine that they are two years older and twice as fat and very strong.

I had hooked Mooch and Nibbles together with one of leashes that you can walk multiple dogs with and it worked like a charm! Mooch is the alpha goat and Nibbles stayed right with him instead of wandering off. Chloe did not have her collar on so I could not catch her. I let her wander along behind us but she was great about stepping off the street when I told her to. They are very trainable, come when I call, but it will take some consistency to teach them to stop when I say stop!

When I decided to turn around and head for home, OH MY! is was mules headin’ fer the barn! If I had been wearing roller skates, we would have been going about 20 miles an hour! HA! But I kept holding them back, and making them stop, and I actually ran with them a little bit. Mooch was determined to run home but his tongue was hanging out, so for “his sake” I did not let him run.

When we were about two houses from the drive-way I just could not hold them and let go of the reins! They ran and jumped all the way home, turned in the driveway, ran into their yard and into their house! Mooch plopped down exhausted, while Nibbles and Chloe drank lots of water.

I was hoping Mooch didn’t have a heart attack, because it would have been very difficult to butcher him in the dark!

So I got a total boost of energy, which was nice!, but I am feeling the pain in my shoulders slowly move down to my finger tips. Maybe next time we will go a shorter distance.

Now I will go cook the chicken and broccoli, then see if I can paint for thirty minutes before bed.

Here’s to sweet dreams!


Valentine Parties

As I sat quietly today I remembered how absolutely overboard my sweet husband would go on Valentine’s Day, the cakes, the cookies, the teddy bears. . . an endless parade of love and affection. Thinking of the way he set the table and was just giddy over serving me, which he did every night, however on this night he was presenting days of preparation and love.


This triggered memories of the Valentine’s Parties I hosted for all the single ladies old enough to hold a vintage tea cup without breaking it. Fancy dresses were encouraged and everyone was treated like a princess that night. I look at those photos and marvel, hoping that someday I will be in a place of extending myself again.