I've spent the day with my children and grandchildren at the farm. It was everything a Christmas should be - family, food, laughter , excited little ones and good times. Well, until the goat died, it was all of that. I'll get to the goat later.
My daughter picked up a guitar to sing to one of her nieces ~
That brought my grandson to the piano ~
And that brought more players and singers ~
We all had to laugh ~
When baby joined in by using a cookie tin for a drum ~
Of course, there are chores to be done on the farm and I thought I would take pictures of all the animals with their Christmas treats. The kids had given me a list of appropriate gifts for each type of animal. There are two kittens secreted there tonight in answer to a Santa letter from the kids.
I was getting ready for my photo shoot and noticed the oldest goat wasn't moving. Heck, he wasn't even breathing. I'm pretty sure my brain wasn't firing on all cylinders when I asked my daughter if there was something wrong with her goat. Ummm - I think something wrong is a bit of an understatement!
It's never boring at the farm!
Merry Christmas to everyone! I hope your holiday is everything you hope it to be and all your goats are well!
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Funky Junk Saturday Night Special