This Goat's Life

I had a dream, and I don't know if it was a good dream or a bad dream. I dreamed Big Orange was a flower.

They're on the turn, and Peanut is blazing along! The first three-quarters of a mile in 1:09 and four fifths. Peanut is widening now! He...

Well something very strange is going on. The Nubian twin sisters, Boo and Scout, have always been trouble. They are loud and greedy and push...

Everyone is getting sick of the poll . It was supposed to go through the end of the year but now it is only going through Christmas, because...

Hello. I am Belle Pepper. I am Baby Belle's daughter. I am considered the prettiest kid of the year. I was supposed to go to the fair, b...

Hi! My name is Peanut. Aunty Marigold says I have a ‘perfect’ name because I was named after ‘the Food of the Gods’. Truthfully, I don’t t...

Hello. My name is Tubster. I am a sort of peach-colored mini-mancha. I am a twin. This is my sister Ginger in the picture with me when we we...

Hello. My name is Boxcar Betty. I am six months old. I implore you, please do not vote for me. I am all too familiar with the types of ...

Hello. I love you. Who are you again? Vote for Big Orange in the poll.

Hello. We are the weimaraners. Our names are Lucy and Joy. I am Lucy, the spokesgoat, Joy just does what I say. Isn't that right, Joy? J...

The polls have closed. Thank you for voting!

It is time for our annual poll. Last year it was Goat of the Year but this year it is going to Kid of the Year. You may recall that I won la...

Here is a picture of Betsy 's daughter Big Orange, just wishing she could meet you. Or anyone.

Wendell the pest strolls the shores of Lost Beaver Lake.

Lost Beaver Lake, filling in with water last Monday.

Well here's something funny. Scouty the Nubian was milking for over two years. She just kept milking. She was a pretty good milker. She...

At our farm the big storm was wet and annoying. We couldn't go out. Well, actually, we didn't want to go out. We hate to get wet. Ex...

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"The rains will steal down from the Sasquatch slopes. They will rise with the geese from the marshes and sloughs. Rain will fall in swe...