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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Pals together

Pals Together.......


The billy goat on the right is either Daniel or Henrik....or how they're  known from their winter digs, Cheech or Chong.....but I have to look them straight on face to face to really be sure. I think this is Henrik/Cheech...but probably not.  They ARE twins so I guess that's the point.

Perfectly reasonable that three goats - three brothers goat - would enjoy a storybook read to them by a two year old. The really great thing is the two year old considers it a fine idea. That's the magic....the absurdity of it alone makes it magical.  I mean....maybe a toddler knows something we don't know. Maybe goats can read.
 


And then what happened? 

Anyway....Willie is on the left - known to his peeps as Willie No-Willie because he's  what's called a whether and well.....guess the rest.  He's the largest of this triplet trip and without the presence of a female anymore falls into the drag queen title of Herd Queen. Lucky Willie.

  A trip.....what's that you say?



Didn't y'all know that's what we're called?


 Trip Out.....

One of author Elizabeth Pepper's books references a five hundred year old volume of books listing names of designated groups of animals. A bevy of swans. A shrewdness of apes. An unkindness of ravens. a clowder of cats and....a trip of goats.

It's a sweet list. Great at parties.....kids and adults alike.

My little girl is reading a storybook to a trip of goats and they're fighting over who gets the best seat.When they begin head buttin' each other - and that's what goats do it's a herd thing don't sweat it - my wee lass tells 'em "Stop it you two...."  which they eventually do.

They gather round her.....to be honest probably hoping for a nibble of that cardboard book she's holding.....and she reads a story to them all.  About shapes and squares and triangles and after they stop bangin' heads and settle down they actually seemed to enjoy themselves.

 Maybe just the sound of a storyteller's voice is all it takes to keep the trip settled and calm. 


Wait a minute are we a brood or a troop of chickens?
....anyone?.....anyone?  








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