Our good neighbors, Matt and Karin, were relocated for work to Wyoming and were unable to bring their two goats. I held out, "No, no, absolutely not," till the very last moment - which was when The Man came walking up the driveway with Matt's blonde goat on a leash. In the end the temporary arrangement of housing them for a few days became a more permanent adoption.
The two females, Legs and Babe, are Pygmy goats (Matt calls them "Yoda goats"). Legs (one of her back legs doesn't bend) is blonde-colored so I tried calling her Buttercup but the name did not fit her bulldog personality, now she's called Mama Legs and the dark-colored goat is Baby Boots.
Only Bitsy says "Nay, nay" while nimbly dodging Big Mama's big head.
Then a few weeks ago we adopted Sandee's chickens.
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Currently the pen has two coops and two goat houses. The new chickens are in their own coop with run and they're housed directly across from the new goats' kennel/goat house.
It was time for The Man to get his long-awaited, much-anticipated, Shop/Barn/Shed/Man cave. Although it's still a work in progress, it is a beauty.
And, sadly, last week, we said goodbye to Baby, the red hen. She was a very good girl.
