Goats say Eeeeeeeeee. At least, that's what Mom and Dad have taught me. I didn't hear these goats making that sound though.
Hey, you!! Come over here please! I want to talk to you.
Hmmmm, they're actually not as small as I thought. Kind of intimidating when rearing on their hind legs. . . I still want to talk to you!
Claire, enough with the Alpaca flirting. This is serious business. Don't encourage them.
What? We're going to feed them? That seems strange. I'll like it? Okay, I'll give it a shot.
Hey Goat, want some tasty food pellets? Eeeeeeeeee!
Claire, enough with the Alpaca flirting. This is serious business. Don't encourage them.
What? We're going to feed them? That seems strange. I'll like it? Okay, I'll give it a shot.
Hey Goat, want some tasty food pellets? Eeeeeeeeee!
Does that look mean the goat is happy? Well, he's sticking his face through the fence, so maybe he wants more.
Here you go Mr Goat. Let me shove some more in there.
Once the goats had their fill, we went over to the wild hay bale riding rodeo. Ride em hay bale!!! I went for way more than 8 seconds. I should go join PBR (professional bull riding).
Here you go Mr Goat. Let me shove some more in there.
Once the goats had their fill, we went over to the wild hay bale riding rodeo. Ride em hay bale!!! I went for way more than 8 seconds. I should go join PBR (professional bull riding).
Clarie as Farmer Claire. She pulls it off well I think.
Farmer Berg here. Where's my tractor?
Not the right way? Okay, I'll follow you.
I see PUMPKINS!!! Look at them all. I think they're calling to me.
Farmer Berg here. Where's my tractor?
Once we were done playing farmer, we headed out to the pumpkin patch itself. Is this the right way. Guys?
Not the right way? Okay, I'll follow you.
I see PUMPKINS!!! Look at them all. I think they're calling to me.
Gettem before they run away.
Which one do I want? They all look so good. Did that one just move? Mommy, are they still alive?
I don't feel like this field of pumpkins is a defensible position. I'm moving to higher ground.
Hit the road jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. . .
Which one do I want? They all look so good. Did that one just move? Mommy, are they still alive?
I don't feel like this field of pumpkins is a defensible position. I'm moving to higher ground.
Hit the road jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. . .
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