Some of our neighbours moved away whilst we were gone. Luckily they didn’t go far, just next door and we can still see them every day as we go past every day. I do of course miss being able to watch their antics from my office window so the bassets and I stop by as often as we can to say hello.
It’s clear that this goat has an identity crisis. I think it comes from spending most of it’s life living with cows rather than with other goats. It still is as cheeky as it was when it first arrived.
Up to no good if you ask me!
But he has a partner in crime.
Well more than one to be honest and I didn’t like what I was seeing.
Everyone knows what it means when there are cows lying down.
Within a few minutes of me taking this photograph I was chased down the lane by a rabid rain cloud. It was a race against the cloud and the cloud won.
Nothing new there then. It feels like the rain has caught me out almost every day since we came back to New Zealand we’ve had about 200mm of rain and that’s a lot of rain I can tell you. Too much more and I think I’m going to shrink.
Ha ha! Such lovely photos of some gorgeous beasties! Its never stopped raining….bloody cows! x
I thought that it was only my mum with her strange old wife’s beliefs that when she used to see cows laying down she always used to say it’s going to rain, now I have to apologise to her for thinking that she was barking mad. Mum’s not mad and neither are you! Love the goat! Mischief written all over his sweet little innocent face, cheeky chops!!