It's been raining for three days straight. Rain rain rain. Rain=no grass. An unexpirienced goat person might ask why, and I shall tell you. Goat fur isn't "thick" enough to protect ourselves, so if we get wet it soaks straight to the skin and chills us. Chilly goat=sick goat. Sick goat=dead goat. Dead goat? I don't think so.
So, back to the no grass thing....no grass! And stupid Angel pushed me away from the food >:( So no food for Kelly until Carolyn let's me out again...
Oh, oh! I see her coming! Gotta run!
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