Friday Goat Blogging
At Odds Farm, you were allowed one small bag of feed, and could only use it to feed the sheep and goats. These pygmy goats knew the drill, putting their heads out of the fence as far as they'd go, hoping to score some pellets. They're in one of the first pens you come to as you walk through the farm, so I can imagine that they get the bulk of the pellets, while the sheep on the far side end up with dust.
It's easy to make friends at Odds Farm.
The animals at Odds Farm all seemed well-cared for, with large living quarters. People don't like to see how farm animals really live, of course, but at least they get to see that farm animals are just as cute as puppies and kittens.

My family raises goats (pygmy goats). They're the funniest little animals. If they've been raised with humans, they'll be quite friendly. The females are very nice, but the males at a certain point become very rambunctious and very smelly. Eeeww.
Posted by: angryyoungwoman | June 28, 2008 at 10:04 AM