If we hadn't names our place "The Social Goat", it should have definitely been "The Social Cat". This week we had guest that experienced Monkey's social ability. 'The little girl wanted to pick him up so bad, so he let her pick him up and carry him around. A little annoyed, he would jump down and run away, but she would constantly search him out and capture him again. He again reluctantly allowed her to pick him up, but finally gave in to her affection and let her carry him around like a little baby. This went on for a few moments and she was distracted by the goats playing, so she let him down. Monkey went on his way to find his favorite place to nap.'
The goats are quite particular about their leaves. The yard is full of fallen oak, hackberry, and magnolia leaves, but they have a criteria for eatings those leaves. If they have fallen in the chicken wire fence, they will eat them. If they have fallen on the concrete driveway, they will eat them. If they have fallen and caught in a plant, they will eat them. But, they don't seem to care about the million that have fallen on the grass. They only care about the ones still on the plants, thus the few naked plants including roses, azaleas, and the poor carolina jasmine that looks like it has a problem from the roots to just about the reaching lips of a goat. It's funny to see a goat trying to reach for that leaf just out of reach with its lips with so many other choices, laying right on the ground.
Exciting news is we got our first egg today. Not sure which chicken laid it, but excited to see it. They haven't quite figured out the laying boxes because this one was in the goat barn beside the food trough. Luckily it wasn't under the barn. I need to start up my recipes for quiche and creme brulee. 11 chickens times 4-5 a week equals a whole bunch of eggs. I'll post some recipes and pictures.