Iris
We scraped the goat barn out a few days ago.
While Bob, my husband, ran the tractor over the barn floor, I supervised. The goats follow us wherever we go. They don’t like the tractor much, but a few still hang around inside the barn while the tractor is working, as long as I am still in place.
The process reminded me of why I love the goats.
Iris stood beside me through the entire job. Sometimes she rubbed her head on my hands, my legs, my hips. At other times she watched the tractor. She never missed a move. It was quite interesting watching her watch the process. She was both full of intent and she was content.
I sat down on a pallet to rest my legs. Along came more girls. One of the nubian does nibbled on my nose, my chin, my cheeks. She hummed as she showered me with attention. It was hard to not wipe off my cheeks and chin, to make her move away. The love was very special coming from her, she was off her feet for two weeks last month. We nearly lost her. I now call her my “miracle child.”
When I have days like the barn cleaning day I am reminded that the small things in life are precious. The love of goats is too.
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Awww! That is sweet – and I love the picture! My son wants a Nubian goat so badly! I’ll tell you what – if you come scape out our chicken coop, I’ll buy one of your nubians! : )
Ha, Katie! Chicken coops can get pretty dirty in a hurry! Your son knows how to pick them. Nubians are my favorite, hands down. Iris is a beautiful girl, smart, etc…, she is an Alpine. Nubians, with their long ears, and the vocal nature, just steal my heart. Enjoy your day!
Don’t you just love those goaties!
Amy
Yes!
It’s always good to slow down and smell the ….goats. 🙂
I love those goats,
you know I do….
until I can have one,
I’ll live vicariously through you! 🙂
As you can imagine, I hear that often. I have a friend named Mary Humphrey on Facebook. She is from Florida. She once told me, “I love your stories, don’t stop. I virtually raise goats through you.” Someday you need to get a few, Lynnanne!
Awe, this is sweet, Mary. Our critters do show love in their own ways. Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas, Vickie!
I need to get over to your blog! I wasn’t able to leave comments on Blogger for quite some time. Perhaps it will work for me now. I can only hope!
Oh!!! So sweet! I want to get kissed by goats too..LOL
There will come a day!
Such a sweet post!!!
Beautiful post, My goats are some of the best company I know! When I talk about beginning goat keeping, folks aways ask “how much time do they *take*?” I smile, knowing they too will discover they give so much more than they take, and it quickly becomes *want* to spend time with them.
I should have a recorder going when I walk through the goat barn, Lacia. I catch myself asking questions like, “How are you doing children?” Children!? I think I (we) love our goats.
How much time do they take? The answer is, they take as much time as we want. But if we felt like they took time, we wouldn’t want them to begin with. They take our time because we gladly give our time. They really are some of the best company, stealing your wonderful words!