Out working today, and I passed a field of goats. Of course I thought of Pricilla.
Of course I had to stop for pictures. It was a back road where there weren't going to be any traffic problems. We had a little black goat. She was reserved.
We had a little white goat who was curious, and looks like she has a wonderful sense of humor.
And then, we had the little dappled goat. She was clearly the pet. She came immediately to the fence and wanted her ears scratched and her nose tickled, and probably treats. But I didn't have any. So sorry, little cutie pie!
I'm still smiling from this close encounter of the goat kind.
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