Hope your weekend is getting off to a great start! We went from wearing shorts and flip flops yesterday to huddling around fires for warmth today because here in Texas anything below 60 requires 3 layers of clothing and lots of complaining. Not to worry, it’ll be back up to 80 by Wednesday, and we’ll go back to complaining that the weather isn’t “fall” enough.
Another requirement of fall is to visit the (not so) local (hour away) pumpkin patch, only it’s not so much of a patch as it is a posse of pumpkins piled onto hay bales or packed into wooden crates because that’s isn’t that how they grow? No? Oh.
But how do I choose? They’re all so different.
There may have been some corn mazes, some scarecrows, some other fallish stuff, but then GOATS! Because why not?
Run out of feed? Just start pulling up grass. (Don’t tell the farmer.)
All this goat feeding is hard work, yo.
OMG, like I KNOW!!! Totally.
Man, I’m so hungry I could eat a small child. Twins if you got ’em. (Don’t tempt me, dude.)
Goat stairway to goat heaven?
You’re right, it is rather soft and velvety.
I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy.
Have a great weekend, although I know how hard it’ll be to top a bunch of photos of goats, right?