White On White....
Casper II...the friendly goat rarely goes outside for long. He doesn't like the snow.
If I place him in the snow, he stands there until I pick him back up again. He sure is a baby.
It's hard to believe he is almost a month old, having been born on January 31.
In the house he is climbing higher and higher on things and then sometimes you hear a crash. If he is not under my feet at my desk, he must be supervised or he gets into quite a bit of mischief.
Sometimes I think Molly delights in telling on him. Those two are still good pals, but I think she's beginning to miss having all of her Mama's attention. She doesn't try to drink his bottle anymore or lick him.
This was predicted of me when I was ever so small. My parent's friends used to tell them that I would grow up and have a houseful of animals, as I attracted them. If they could only see how right they were....