Oh. crap.

Someone asked me how old I am, yesterday. I said, "I'm twentyffff - twenty-five. I almost said 'twenty-four'!" I added, laughing.

Then quite suddenly - startling myself as much as him, I think - I shouted "I'm twenty-six!"

Oh dear. My life stopped at twenty-four, apparently.

my sweet

This is Coriander. One of my favorites (Shhh. Don't tell the others). When I go into the pasture to pick oranges (of which I probably eat seventeen a day - poor, poor teeth) she follows me around prodding at me with her nose. As soon as I pick an orange and place it in my bucket she sticks her head in the bucket, removes the orange, and drops it on the ground. Then she gives me a look of deep consternation as if to say, 'What are you playing at? I can't eat that.' This goes on for some time. Orange into the bucket. Orange out of the bucket. Consternation. Orange into the bucket. Orange out of the bucket. Consternation.

When I have done, and all of my dewy oranges are now covered in mud, I replace them into the bucket and, on my way out of the field, stop at a macadamia nut tree to pull a branch to within Coriander's reach. She'll chew on it for as long as I stand there holding it for her, and always looks a little shocked when I let go.

She is such a princess.

She is so cute.

Here she is, having just gotten her vaccines, enjoying a special treat.

Cutest. Thing. Ever.

my love

I love him.




sorry guys. I really will figure out how to take sharper video.

...maybe I'll actually crack that instruction-manual-thingy.

get your goat

Cliches as amended by the girls*:

[*note: they have plain terrible mouths. I apologize. I will severely reprimand them for making all you sailors blush.]

1) "Is that a peanut in your pocket or am I just happy to see you?"

2) "The grass is always greener on the other side of the electric fence goddamnyou."

3) "She has gone on to better pastures. That lucky little - "

4) "Many hands make light - whoa who the hell is THAT? and that? Don't touch me. I don't know who you think you are..."



I wipe a tear from mine eye. Phew. I've been cracking up all day.

laughing?

Come on kids. They're funny.

Okay. Fine. I'll leave you to chew them over for a while...

they're certainly laughing... can't you see the hilarity abounding?

Come back soon for more frolicking good times at the Hi Island Goat Farm!

on the other

hand, how can one hate a place where - in the course of a single day - one sees fourteen rainbows and two (and a half) whales?

Perhaps, when I refer to Hawaii, I should temper my tongue a bit.

I do not hate Hawaii.

I merely resent it.

HA! take that rainbows!

blech

i hate hawaii.

i do.

i really do.

i just discovered a slug in my water glass.

the one i was drinking from.

i saw it inside the glass as i was pouring its contents into my mouth.

not nice.

don't try this

at home.

the 'self-sucker.'

She is bad. BAD! Naughty naughty goat.

This goat is particularly fond of self-sucking. So much so, in fact, that when she kidded a few days ago she took advantage of the pauses between contractions to have herself some little snacks.

Slurp slurp slurp.