Just to clarify from the last post...
I do not have contraband goose eggs in my incubator. They are domestic goose eggs from a friend that lives down the road (literally).
Anyway...
About 2 years ago I was introduced to a woman I refer to as The Llama Lady because... well, she has Llamas. When I first met her she bestowed upon me bags of Llama fleece from her very own Llama. I still have it and guard it jealously though I don't know how to spin fiber and have no idea what to do with it.
The visit to her that day 2 years ago was the catalyst for my fit-throwing and wanting to move back home. I mean... the Llamas had this view...
and the only thing I had a view of was the stop sign out front of my house that nobody ever stopped at.
So now, 2 years later, we live back home and just minutes from The Llama Lady. She now refers to me as The Goat Lady. Guess we're even.
She keeps offering to take me to livestock sales which I'm pretty sure is a veiled attempt to get me in trouble. See, most women buy shoes they don't need... I buy goats and anything else that looks like it might need a family.
The Llama Lady is even a regular at my Friday night knitting group at the local library. She's been a great student and catches on fast but I'm not sure where I went wrong because all she'll knit is socks.
So anyway, the 2 younger kids and I spent a good part of this past Saturday at The Llama Lady's place. Now, along with Llamas there are 6 horses at The Llama Lady's place and though I'm pretty comfortable around smaller versions of livestock and I can handle dairy cows, horses... well horses are really big and fast and I have no experience with them so they make me a bit nervous. We had been invited to go hang around the barn and help brush the horses just to be around them and get to know them a bit. The only thing that makes me more nervous than being around horses is my very small fragile kids around horses so it was interesting.
Son The Younger took right to it. Tater was a bit more stand-off-ish for a little while but with a little encouragement was soon pulling a stool around and brushing horses like a pro. We were quite surprised at how much horses shed! I never really gave it a thought.
We also got to chat with the Llama and feed them some carrots...
Thank you Denise, Steve, and Morgan for a wonderful day!
Thanks for clarifying the goose eggs. In some places they do let you harvest Canadian eggs to cut down on the population.
Love that Llama view! If you threw some real mountains in the background and it would look like a farm I used to visit as a kid!
Posted by: bezzie | April 09, 2008 at 09:12 AM