Goat Evening. Ella here. Really. Ella. You know why? Well, today was 'jour de soin de pied'. In other words, it was hoof trimming day. Guess who was such a very good girl, hopped right up on the stand, and allowed her hooves to be trimmed tout de suite with absolutely no problems? Not Marigold, that's for sure. As a consequence, the 'bad egg' has been banned from blogging and I am allowed to write in her stead. Isn't that simply brilliant?After all, "...after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it." - Buddha. That's my philosophy and I'm sticking to it. Besides, I love my goatmother. :)
7 comments:
Glad to meet you Ella...we see you kissing up to the goatmother ...er..I mean the Peanut dispenser.
Did you get any peanuts?
Ella,
We are delighted to make your acquaintance and find your narrative voice positively enchanting. Please tell Miss Bad Egg that she runs the risk of being replaced as our favorite goat blogger if she doesn't learn to submit to pedicures now and again.
Dear Turbo, No, I did not get any Peanuts. Talk about unfair! THAT was unfair!
Dear Kathryn and Ari,
I will nevah, nevah, nevah give up - er- give in! And Ella could not replace moi. She doesn't have the finesse.
ROFL...this is the first blog I've read from a goat's perspective! Now if my camel could blog I shudder to think of what tales he would tell, ughh!
Very fun blog, glad I found it! Kim
Welcome Inadvertant Farmer! So glad you dropped by! A camel, huh? Do they eat Peanuts too? :)
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