moving to the country so I can live with some. But I
know that if I had more animals to care for than the
amount I currently have, I'd most definitely go insane.
So I keep my house in the city and visit my friend R in
the country who has 80 goats!
This little guy is my favorite. He's a lot like a dog,
minus the panting and drooling.
These goats could work on their manners. Perhaps their
mothers never told them it isn't polite to stare.
I think one of the reasons I love goats so much is
because they are always smiling.
One word. Adorable.
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