"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Sunday, March 9, 2014

The Visit

Well very recently we had visitors.  Now these weren't just any visitors, mind you.  These were the very best kind of visitors.  The kind bearing gifts.  You know, like Peanuts and cookies.  Like lots of Peanuts and cookies.  Big Peanuts and organic cookies. Are you getting the picture here?

Here let me show you:

You will notice who is front and center?  Look how svelte I am.  Also notice that *the Alpine* has her nose turned away.  This is a good thing, just in case you didn't know that already.

Now I want to tell you here and now that the Goatmother could take a lesson from these two lovely young ladies.  First of all, one did not need to beg.  Peanuts and cookies were offered freely.  Generously.  With abandon.  None of this, 'Marigold, you simply must wait your turn.'  Or, 'Marigold!  Share!'.  No, my friends, with these two it was first come, first served.  And since I am most definitely the fastest and most sure-footed goat here, guess who was served most often?  Which, come to think of it, might be why *the Alpine* has her nose out of joint in that picture.  Oh, well.  It is what it is, Ella.  Live with it.

Anyway, just look at this one:

See there?  That sainted young lady is making sure the Peanut goes directly to me. How considerate!  How polite!  And you thought all kids did these days was play video games.  No.  And notice how she ignores *the Alpine* even though said Alpine is trying to insinuate herself between me and the source of joy?  Marvelous!  Rapturous!  First class all the way.

The only problem with this visit was that they just didn't stay long enough.  I miss them terribly.  Well, I miss all those Peanuts and cookies, but I really did like the girls too. Besides, the Goatmother is just stingy.  Maybe they'll come back if I ask politely.

At any rate, I hope if you have visitors at your house, they are as splendid as these.  There is an old saying "The ornaments of your house will be the guests who frequent it." ~Author Unknown  Do you suppose that counts for barns too???


Terry said...

Dearest Marigold,
We suggest that you ask the Goat Mother to leave and to hire a pet sitter the way our Goat Maid did. The pet sitter did not know what a flake of hay is (which, is sadly, our daily ration.) She thought that is was half a bale! It was wonderful. That's even better than visitors. Although visitors are good, too.
The Goat Boys, Pip and Caper

Marigold said...

Dear Pip and Caper,
Oh, wow! Who knew? I wonder if I can locate such a gem around here???

Faith said...

Ah now, they look like the very best kind of visitors, like the occasionalone that comes to my house and brings red wine....hardly ever happens though!

Marigold said...

Dear Faith,
Maybe you should try for Peanuts? :)

Mrs. Micawber said...

Do goats eat cookies?

(Which sounds like the title of a children's book. Or how about ... "If You Give a Goat a Cookie" ... no, I think that's been done already.)

Definitely the best kind of visitors. Please feel free to give them my address. :)

Marigold said...

Dear Mrs. Micawber,
Do goats eat cookies...Ha!Ha! Ha! Ha! Snicker! Snort!!! Ha! Ha! Oh, sorry. :)

Snowcatcher said...

Aaaah, so, now we know the secret to true happiness next August. We will be sure to pack plenty of peanuts. They will survive the trip much better than cookies.

Marigold said...

Dear SnowCatcher,
If not, Peanut butter is always good. :)