Monday, March 25, 2013

By the Gate

Some people get tired of their mother when they get to be big. They forget about all the milk their mother gave them. This would be understandable if their mother was Winjay who did nothing but bite their ears. Other than that it is mysterious. Anyway I am just mentioning this because it just occurred to me.

I guess it occurred to me because my mother Belle Pepper got a little too thin and she went up to the big barn to go on fattening. I did not get too thin unfortunately so I am still down in the fat girl pasture. By this time of year at the end of the winter nobody in the fat girl pasture is really fat any more but it is still called the fat girl pasture which is mysterious.

Anyway I am standing by the gate. My daughter Izzy is standing by me. She stands where I stand. We are waiting. We were crying for a while, about two days, but now we are just standing. Izzy was only crying because I was crying. She cries when I cry.

Anyway everyone else is down in the cabana which is still slated to be demolished but only if it doesn't fall down first and it is going to be a close race because now every little windstorm we have a few more pieces fall off the cabana and by this time it makes the average desperate hovel look like something from the pages of Martha Stewart Living but that is ok, I like to live someplace with an airy feel and it definitely has an airy feel what with the wind blowing in from all directions but that is not really what I am talking about today.

Some of these fancy expensive barns do not have an airy feel is all I am saying. Maybe you should ask yourself does my barn have an airy feel or are all my goats standing outside it lined up head to tail under the overhang to get out of the rain because they do not want to go inside. That is one thing you could put on your list of questions to ask yourself when you have time. Also you should ask yourself why am I buying this cheap hay when the expensive hay tastes so much better?

Anyway I am waiting by the gate because in a few minutes the farmer is going to start feeding us. The gate is as close as I can get to the big barn. Then everyone else will rush up from the cabana and the inside goats will rush out and we will all feed along the fenceline with Eo the boss of the fat girl pasture hogging as much food as possible and on the other side Moldy and Abby will be seething along one side of the line with Betty and Jammies seething along the other side. The minions and underlings will sort themselves out.

Usually I like to eat as much as possible and I am good at getting my share, I am not a wallflower like Blue or Joy, I know how to elbow my way to the front, but I will worry about that later today because right now I am standing by the gate and I won't do anything until I see my mother Belle Pepper come out. Then I will feel a lot better and I will go and hog some food.

I know she is going to come out. But anyway I am just going to stand by the gate until she does.


Ozarks Goat Girl said...

One never outgrows the love for Mom. Very sweet, Millie! Also, was glad to hear about TMFGITW on her own page. If her head is getting caught in the feeder, she might be getting bigger!!!! Or can she just not figure it out?

Tyche's Minder said...

Awwww. Makes me wanna wait with you Millie.

Marblemount Homestead said...

You know, Millie, you are so right. These people don't know how bad hay can taste! My name is Gracie, and I'm a goat in the Pacific Northwest, where it rains all the time, and my humans almost had a heart attack when the guy at the feed store told them that a bale of Alfalfa hay costs $20. My humans bought only one of them, and they keep feeding us only a little bit of it every day, mixed with ordinary grass hay - can you imagine that?
Maybe we should have a revolt or something, like in "Animal Farm", what do you say?

Ozarks Goat Girl said...

I know I post a lot of comments on this site, but I can't help myself. Just when I think I have read the best post ever, the next one comes down the line and I think IT'S the best. "By the Gate" is a lovely, lovely story. But so was the frogs post and so was Peas and Carrots and....well, pretty much all the posts be they heart- touching like this one or funny. Every day I look forward to reading or re-reading the writings on this blog! Thanks Millie. Thanks goat farmer.

Karen C said...

I am with Ozarks Goat Girl, best blog ever, and every post is so good to read I try to read slow so it doesn't end.