Thursday, June 10, 2010

Song of Myself

A lot has happened in the last couple of weeks. Alice over at Minter Bay shot out a set of triplets. Alice is Binky's little sister, and she shares the much-coveted Betsy family stealth kidding gene. Unlike Peaches who likes to make the thing into a miniseries, the Betsy family can kid between commercials.

Anyway that is all very interesting if you have nothing better to talk about but nothing has been written about me in a very long time.

I am almost one year old. I am one of the prettiest and most charming goats in the world. I have an incredibly wonderful personality and an adorable black "Clouseau" mustache. I am good at being carried around and accepting admiration.

My favorite goat is my mother, Belle Pepper. I go everywhere with her. She is a very good mother even though she ran out of milk a couple of months ago which is unfortunate since Nigerian goat milk is very good. It's the nectar of the gods. I am keeping her for my mother anyway though instead of switching to Penrose.

I do not really like LaManchas except Xie Xie. Big Orange is fine though. Wronny doesn't bother me too much. I guess I could live with Binky if I had to. Ziggy isn't completely awful. Brandy is an old bag so I just avoid her and there is no way she could catch me if it came down to it. That little slow-witted pink one is all right too, I kind of like her.

Actually I guess it is just Winnie I don't like. She knows everything and the price too.

I do not really like minis that much either except technically Jammies and Bumblebee are minis and they are tolerable. I guess Eo is ok too, all she ever does is sit around plotting to overthrow the government. If you ask her what she is doing she says "why?" and makes a mental note of it on the docket of disgruntlement that she carries around in her head.

Eo Docket Entry, in re "Lawsuit Against the World": Millie asked me what I was doing again. Why?

I am getting ready for my birthday party and for my kids' birthday party. I am expecting a lot of presents. I would like a forest green satin jacket for the Fair, monogrammed with HH (Herron Hill) on one side, and MB (Million Belles) on the other, so no one else can wear it. If it doesn't have the MB there are certain parties (Moldy) who might try to take it and pretend it is their jacket. I would like a bag of ginger snaps. I would like some apple peels, a pumpkin scone with orange frosting, and 200 raisins. New ones, not old dried-out dust-covered ones from someone's pocket.

You can send me these things care of the farm, with a nice note. And maybe a Starbuck's gift card tucked inside.

Thank you for thinking of me. How kind you are.

6 comments :

Melodie said...

I wish you all the luck a little goatie can have at getting all your birthday wishes! I think it is very rude to give anyone old,duty,hard, pocket raisins!

Tayet Silverspoon said...

Hi Silver Bell, I just wanted to tell you I have a goat blog of my own. In a Goats Shoes. www.lucky13goatranch.blogspot.com

Thanks!
Tayet
P.S.If you want milk you should switch to Penrose. But keep your mama as your mama that doesn't give you milk

Kathy in KY said...

So good to hear from you Millie! I'm anxiously awaiting the invitation to your birthday party, just send it to KY, the mail carrier knows where I live. I am also anxiously awaiting the arrival of your kids, although they will definitely not be as adorable as you are! Good luck on obtaining the green monogram jacket from the goat mother. Best wishes, from the Bluegrass Region of KY. And Happy Birthday, Million Belles.

Millie said...

Birthdays are always so much fun. I hope you get everything you want.

Marigold said...

I have only one question. Why 200? Why not 100... or 150 ... or 75? Perhaps it is a conspiracy. I shall ask Eo.

Marnax said...

I have discovered a conspiracy to start a Propaganda campaign to make goats no better than any ordinary COW. Help us Eo, you are our only hope.