Kids Will Be Kids

imageWhen I was a child on the farm, we frequently had goats, enormously vivacious and entertaining creatures. Even when grown, they still maintain their curiosity and energy, climbing and bounding around.  The kids are irrestible, never tiring of butting, play fighting, and romping until they exhaust themselves, then falling in a heap to sleep.  It always amazed me, the way they butted their mothers so rudely while nursing. The wonder of it was, as the kids aged, we always had adorable new kids to play with.

Once, we had a nanny who lost her kid at the same time another kid was orphaned.  The obvious answer was to have her adopt the orphan.  Daddy rubbed the orphan with her dead kid, then forced  her to let the adopted kid nurse.  It was difficult going for a few feedings, but once she accepted the kid, she didn’t want it out of her sight.  She followed it at play, bleating, unlike the other nannies who enjoyed the herd’s company, glad to let their mischievous offspring romp.  She continued to nurse that kid up until after she had another, when they had to be separated, to keep from starving the new kid.

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13 thoughts on “Kids Will Be Kids

  1. There was a goat farm not far from the first place we moved to in Alaska – getting fresh goat’s milk and cheese on a weekly basis was a lot of fun! I enjoyed “helping” put the feed in the buckets when I’d go over to watch milking being done. Other times, I’d sit in a corner of the barn with all of the nannies and read while they did their goat things, LOL
    Saved a couple of lives, too…I let the owners know when some difficult birthings were going on.
    🙂

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  2. One of my favorite redneck expressions (cleaned-up for GP audiences). “I’ve been to three county fairs and seen goats cavorting, but I ain’t never seen nothin’ like that.”

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  3. I love goats too. We were given one about 6 months old, and called her Jezebel, then some months later we went out on a frosty morning and discovered we had two. A miracle? We called him Nick and he was a little devil.

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  4. Many don’t realise how loveable goats are. I have a goat – fully grown – who complains loudly if not given his goodnight cuddle! The most affectionate of creatures, but just can’t show it on their faces.

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