Another wonderful photo that I had to include in this blog.
Miss Tilly, would lay down and take naps next to my cement calf and that crazy plastic penguin.
She was a wonderful goat in the end. Like all of my crazy animals. I get them and they are so messed up or neurotic. After some time living in paradise they shed their quirks, become more relaxed and learn to trust. Or maybe I'm an animal whisperer! Hell if I know but all of my animals are in a way messed up in the beginning and almost human when I'm done with them.
When I 1st got her she would bite. I have worked with goats for many years and she was the 1st goat to bite me they normally butt.