So we get home from our morning run, and Dh's brother in law comes up the lane on the 4 wheeler. "Some foreign guy dropped a calf off while you were gone."
LOL! Welcome to my life. Not a calf, a goat.
About a year ago some of you may remember that our greek friend stopped by, and in broken english, informed me "your husband teach me to drive tractor. I bring you good goat." Sure enough, he brought us a great goat - Horton, our current billy.
This year the same man was buying a lot of hay from us. He bought it to resell, and the man he was selling to was not always prompt in paying him, which stressed him out, because that made it difficult for him to pay us. I told him to stop bringing me cash, and to just bring me goats instead.
So today, he delivered payment for some hay. I've been wanting another LaMancha, the only one I have is very, very old. I know she doesn't have many years left. I also have a thing for spots. Dan cringes anytime there is a spotted goat at an auction, because he knows I will want it. So a spotted LaMancha (crossed with Nubian) ? Oh yes, the perfect goat!
Unfortunately she still needs a bottle, but I am bottle feeding two calves right now anyway, so what is one more bottle? :-) She's super friendly!