On Saturday my lady caught me pulling every last scrap of hay out of the hay feeder and throwing it on the ground. Cough-cough.
THEN she saw me chasing everyone away from it. Well....it's MINE!
Guess what she did?!
She put a fence across and now I can't get to the feeder!!!! It's a rotten deal, I tell you. Sure, I have a hay feeder of my own hanging from the fence and my lady always puts hay in my dome...but I wanted it all!
It sure is rotten. Harrumph!
I made sure I had a temper tantrum just to show her. I watched Gimli, Cami and Wickery eating that hay out of that big, new feeder and I made sure to storm all around my area and butt the fence and throw my head.
My lady said I'm a silly goat.
My maa maa Narcissa hasn't been well. I pushed her off the hay feeder so my lady put her in her own little area so she could get lots to eat. She's lost a lot of weight anyway. Today my lady bought her a coat and called Dr. Wilson. He's coming out in a few days. My lady is very worried. She said it's possible that my maa maa is a lot older than she was supposed to be. When my lady bought her (and me) Narcissa was said to be "four or five." She may have been a lot older.
My maa maa is getting anything she wants to eat. She gets beet pulp shreds warmed in a mash with corn oil, Chaffhaye, goat grain and today my lady added timothy/alfalfa cubes that have been soaked so they are soft. I sure get jealous when all those bowls go into my maa maa's house! I heard my lady saying that she wished she could feed my maa maa milk shakes and French fries. She's getting desperate for my dear maa maa.
Maybe I shouldn't be such a selfish piggy goat....nawwww....I like being a selfish piggy goat. hee hee