Mama thought we might like to go visit a local goat farm that produced the best goat cheese products ever (they ever won at the World Dairy Expo in Madison!).
Well, she was right. For two of us at least.
Notice something different? Those are pants I'm wearing. It feels weird for me too. Mama and I had a fight about putting these on. And I only put them on on the condition that I get to put on whatever I wanted when we got home.
While i sulked about the restrictions my legs were feeling, Jo was having the time of her life. There were tons of baby goats to be seen, but Jo only had eyes for the kitties.
"Let's go chase it!"
When Jo isn't babbling about kitties, she's on her hands and knees pretending to be a kitty.
Same with dogs. When we walk around the neighborhood, a dog with be barking his head off and jumping behind it's fence and Jo will just smile and wave "Hi Doggy!"
I didn't care much for the animals, though they did have a horse. But I did like all the year art they had at the farm.
And Georgie finally cornered a cat that only had three legs.
The moms tried to line us all up for a picture and never got more than 2 of 3 faces in the right direction.
Though Jo gave us some farm girl gold.
How sweet can one kid be?
We even kept her after she started chasing the pot belly pig. She's lucky she's so cute.
She must have learned it from her big sister.
And in case you were wondering, I did change as soon as I got home.
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