Diary of a Dairy Goat. This blog is the diary of one goat, Baby Belle, a Nigerian Dwarf who lives on a small dairy farm in Western Washington.
Oh Pebbles, it does not behoove a young lady of your stature to whine so, when there are so many goats who go without coats... Perhaps you should become an ambassador for the coating of all goats?
You could live here in New England, where we have snow storms in October, and the goats prepare by growing their own coats! My goat boys are fuzzy bears and now complain when it gets above 60.
Dear, dear Pebbles, you are a national treasure and as such it is not acceptable to risk you getting chilled when the temperature drops as low as, say, 50 degrees. I am overnighting you a handmade, very warm coat of your own. It is elasticized like my own pants so as you grow it grows with you. Till it arrives, buddy up with Jammies and her Pyranees-like undercoat.
Hang in there. I'm on my way!
Dearest Pebbles,At least you are 100% Nigerian and capable of the loveliest of undercoat cashmere. I'm only half and have to deal with the dreaded Nubian hair. At least I get a little of the Nigerian undercoat. So, stop your bellyachin'. It could be much worse. Oy. (I will not tell you that Ms. Belles sent me Peanuts to say that. Shhhhh.)
That is just goat torture!! Haha
Cool, I like goats that wear coats. I have a whole array of coats for my girls. Never know we could go down to zero degrees. I explain my coating at my website, Cityminiranch.weebly.com in S.E. Portland, Oregon. I need to get some pics of the goats posing in their coats soon.
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