{Moments of Inspiration}

{Moments of Inspiration}

“Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them;
for those experiences have left an indelible impression,
and we are ever and anon reminded of them.”
~ Henry David Thoreau

Horse and Goat moment

Typical siblings, Jane the Goat stealing Chappy’s grain and vice verse. I guess the grass is always greener on the other side…

House under snow moment

And our first real snow in our own home!

I, Houdini

I, Houdini

Did you ever read that book as a child? It was one of my favorites.

I have a little Houdini on my hands these days. I got home from work (early, thank goodness) a few days ago to discover a wily little goat out of her pen and loose in the barn, with her head pushed into a bag of goat feed.

A moment with Jane the goat

I know an Amishman who has a saying: Everyone should own a goat…so you know why you never want to own a goat.

I laughed at it. A goat sounded like a great idea to me.

It still does, but her little Houdini act sure was a scare.

Thankfully, gorging herself on grain doesn’t seem to have caused a problem. I’m guessing I found her not long after she got out (thank you Lord for early release from work!). We watched her for signs of sickness, bloating, listlessness, refusal to eat, etc.

Instead, my girl was bouncing off the walls (literally: jumping up against the barn siding and bouncing off) and she was demanding her grain just moments later. She’s been chowing down on hay ever since (which is good for her digestion) and hasn’t been interested in licking some baking soda (which she would be if she needed it). She’s doing great.

I, on the other hand, kind of freaked out. I hate that feeling of being helpless when things go wrong with my creatures. It’s my job to keep them safe and healthy, and when I can’t do that, I worry.

I checked on my girl once an hour all evening and woke up super early to make sure she was still in good health in the morning.

Thankfully, it was just a scare. Meanwhile, we’re trying to figure out just how our Houdini made her escape. The best we can come up with is that she used Chappy’s bucket to climb her way out of the stall. Either that or she climbed over the bottom rail and above the electric wires (but below the top rail and electric tape). Maybe she’s an acrobat.

Keeping a good eye on Jane these days and so grateful she didn’t end up getting sick or worse.

Meet Jane

Meet Jane

Jane the goat

Husband and I welcomed the latest addition to our growing little family last night: Jane The Goat.

She’s a sweetheart of a little baby, just weaned and only 2.5 months old. It was honestly heartbreaking to take her from her mama, and the little thing bleated all the way home.

Bringing Jane home

Chappy was immediately interested in her new companion, although they are currently separated. And before long, Jane wanted nothing more than to be with Chappy. She now bleats when Chappy wanders away from their adjoining gate. I take that as a very good sign.

Chappy and Jane

Jane doesn’t like being caught, but gives up fairly easily once she is and lets me pick her up and hold her. We also introduced her to Ginger, who was fascinated and maybe a little jealous of the newbie (not uncommon for Ginger, she eventually gets over it).

When I went out for morning feeding, Jane actually approached me — it’s the first time she has initiated contact. I’m hopeful that with a lot of handling she will become very people-friendly, and with her young age, she’s likely to attach to Chappy just fine.

We couldn’t be happier with our new little girl, and she opens us up to a whole new world of things to learn.

Holding baby Jane