Monday, April 5, 2010
A goat story
Isn't he cute? His name is Calvin. He's a real charmer, and he's a little mischievous too. He's staying on my dad's farm because he was getting into too much trouble with all the girls at his place. We stayed with my parents this past weekend to celebrate Easter. My husband and I awoke yesterday to some pretty loud crying from Calvin. At first, we thought he must be missing his girls, but my husband quickly identified the cry as something more alarming. Sure enough, when I looked out the window, Calvin appeared to be stuck between the fencing. My dad was still sleeping, so I threw on some shoes and went to Calvin's rescue. His horn, which had previously been removed and was just a twisted stump, was actually wrapped around a piece of wire from the fencing and his face was pushed up against the barn. He sure was in a pickle. I had to push and pull to free the wire from under is horn. He yelped the entire time. It only took me a minute to free him. Afterwards, Calvin stayed close by me, making little crying sounds and smelling my hand. My dad said he must really like me because he usually runs away from everyone. I was secretly pleased to know I had won Calvin's heart. After all, he had won mine the moment I saw his adorable face.