Wednesday, January 18, 2017

The Oaf of Office

Pinky has one ear now and it has gone to her head.

She was always large but she used to be reasonably humble.

Now she stays in a private stall every night and gets first pick hay and extra peas. Everyone else gets in trouble when they stampede over the broken fence rail and into the front yard.

Yelling yelling yelling, then comes Pinky's turn and nothing but fond chuckles. Ha ha ha for Pinky, threats and promised thrashings for everyone else.

Pinky has been in her stall so long she learned how to open the door, even though she is 1/16th Nubian. Her stall is called Pinky Tower now and the way she acts you would think she is The Oaf of Office. Yesterday it was pouring so she would not set hoof outside the barn but she let herself out of Pinky Tower and started eating the third cutting alfalfa out of the haystack. She also berried freely all over the aisle and what happened. Nothing but fond chuckles.

When Hannah Belle used to do that it was quickstep frogmarch to the horse trailer, no questions asked.

When Pinky does it, ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha. I say bitterly. Ha bitter ha ha ha.


Anonymous said...

Pinky has earned her velvet hay!

Melinda Pepper said...

Pinky is collecting battle pay. (Poor sweet girl. Glad to see you posting again. You have made me laugh and cry. A big thank you for all your posts from Arkansas!)


Ozarks Goat Girl said...

"Pinky has one ear now and it has gone to her head." HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ozarks Goat Girl said...

Dear Goat Farmer,
I want to know what's up with your book. I want a copy. I want it to become reality. I will help advertise it in my circle of goat friends which is larger than you might guess. Think bundles of money to pass along to your grain supplier. I cannot think of better reason than that to make it happen.

Ozarks Goat Girl said...

Also, think New York Times best seller, Oprah's Favorites, star studded movie, Julia Roberts playing you, your goats on the big screen playing themselves... First comes the book. Hop to it.

Claire Moxon-Waltz said...

Oh the injustice. It is clearly time that all goats in the herd cut off one ear. Then we can call you a herd of Goghs instead of a herd of goats. Get it? Van Gogh? The ear? Ok, I'll go back to my reading now...