Wednesday, September 07, 2011

The Repairman

We have a LaMancha buck named Xcellanti. Nobody would know how to pronounce that name even if we ever said it. But it doesn't matter because he is called Junior.

Junior loves his work and he is very handsome.

Junior never says anything but if he did it would be, "I can fix that."

Some of the does here are not beauty queens. A lot of them, actually. They have things like droopy udders and bad feet and they're too small and they don't milk enough. And so on.

It doesn't matter what's wrong. Junior can fix it. 

Every year the farmer takes Big Orange to see Junior and says, "Junior, I do not have time to explain everything that is wrong with this doe. Just fix it."

Junior says nothing. He just starts right in fixing.


Australian Cart Goats said...

This such a funny blog you do a great job of thinking and talking like a goats well done I enjoy your work

Claire the Shepherdess said...

Junior is such a hard worker. Life must be very rewarding for him. Maybe I should bring Lucky Nickel to Junior to see if he can fix her attitude problems.

Marigold said...

Oy. Men. Always with the thinking they have to fix everything. What' wrong with a little conversation, I ask you?

Millie said...

Now that's quite the handyman buck!

Ozarks Goat Girl said...

I have just recently found this site and have laughed myself silly over it. Wonderful writing!!! I check the site several times a day to see if a new entry has been added. I'm reading all the old entries. I have forwarded the site to all my goat friends. I have told your stories to my own goats--NUBIANS!--who shake their heads and say they would like to challenge to a head butt any Nigerian goat that says they are not very smart. Because they are. In their own way.