I have a story for you.
There are many reasons why a person might choose to have
goats in their lives. Some folks might
have them for pets or companions for other animals. They can be usefully employed clearing brush and
weeds. I am told they are tasty to
eat. We have goats because we want the milk.
Kids are born., milk is produced. Kids are cute and oh so entertaining. Kids must be sold, or in short order the
farm would be overwhelmed with goats.
The process of selling goats or anything really, does not
come naturally to me. I am just not a
salesperson. This necessary task is just
something I want to get over with as quickly as possible; kind of like my
annual dental exam. The upside though,
is you get to meet some pretty interesting people. This is the story of Goats In a Jeep,
subtitled Chicky’s Midnight Ride (it wasn’t nearly midnight but that just sounds
better than Chicky’s Late Night Ride, don’t you think?).
So, an email response to our Craigslist ad was in our inbox
before 6:00 on Thursday evening, but we didn’t see it until after 7:30. In brief, a couple was out on a goat-buying
road trip (how many people could say that?) and could they come over and see
our yearling doe (Chicky)? They could be
here around 9:30… Hmm, a normal weeknight usually sees me in my pj's, if not
already in bed at 9:30… What the heck… OK, come on over.
There were some misadventures created by their GPS app
(sometimes I think these things have a malicious mind of their own) and it was
after 10:00 (I think) when we met Keith and Kristen, two of the nicest people I
have ever come across. We visit the goat
pen, Chicky meets with their approval, and then Bluebell worked her charm on
Kristen. “I want this one too” (I’m
thinking, could she be a long lost sister of mine, because that is just what I
would say!) Keith is such an agreeable fellow; “Sure, we can take her too”. Ah, but is there room in the Jeep?
We four people and two goats headed back outside to where
their vehicle is parked and the scene that followed really was quite hilarious. We hadn’t noticed when they arrived that they
were definitely not alone. The vehicle was an SUV type where there is
cargo space behind the back seat. I
thought there might be a crate or two back there, but no, just bedding on the
floor and three (I think it was three) adorable boer kids occupying the
space. Another kid, a very small one was
tucked in there somewhere too. So, in
went Bluebell. The back seat was filled
partially by a small child who was obliviously snoozing, and a quantity of bags
of feed. So, where was Chicky going to ride?
A picture is worth a thousand words, right? Thanks for sharing Kristen and Keith, and
good luck to you!
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Kristen pulled over to take this picture... I guess it was past Keith's bedtime too! |
It's back out to the garden for me. I hope to give you a garden update soon, maybe tomorrow. Until then, be well friends!