Goats
/Amaryllis is our donkey and has chronic laminitis (see this story). Because of that she can't go out on the pasture or even in the back corral while the grass is green back there. She is in her own pen with a wether as a buddy. That is a poor substitute for another equine and the sheep isn't too thrilled with the plan either. I thought long and hard about getting Amaryllis a friend. It doesn't make sense for us to have another donkey or a mini-horse or any other equine--from the standpoint of space and cost of upkeep. When Stephany was still alive she was Amaryllis' best friend. Stephany was a goat.
The last time there were goats here they were Chris' Toggenburgs that he raised for his FFA project. Stephany was the last goat from that era.
Before that I had owned one goat. This is an Angora goat named Chenille in a photo from 1997. Katie was 9 then.
I contacted someone I knew who might have goats for sale and went to her place when she had some ready to go.
These are two of a set of quads. One was the smallest of the batch and the other was having some trouble drinking from the LambBar bucket with all the others.
I am not planning to show goats and I am bottle-feeding so those points didn't matter...
...and I brought these babies home.
Oops. A third goat came along--mainly because my friend didn't plan to raise him and I figured that I could find a home for him eventually.
Te goats are popular with Farm Club friends.
That's Ellie on the left and Amelia on the right.
Their temporary buddy, Kevin, is in the middle. He's going to a new home tomorrow. Thank goodness. 
It's sure easier to feed two than three.
I have been keeping the kids in the barn but the weather has turned nice and I wanted to introduce them to Amaryllis. She was definitely interested.
I hope that they will become her new BFFs. Here is Rusty's version of getting goats.
