Meet Little Rascal!

When I was little, I asked my dad a couple of times if we could get a goat. His answer was always the same. "NO! NEVER! We used to have a goat, and it ate the top of your Grandparents car (it was vinyl)and the car was never the same! NO! NO! NO!"


Well right before Easter, he went to the livestock sale with his friend Bill, and they each brought home a baby Nubian goat.
Amazing what my dad will do for his grand kids!

This is Little Rascal. He was only a couple of weeks old when we got him and he has to be bottle fed 3 times a day.

Now that we have had him for a while, he is getting used to the place. He loves to go on walks with my mom and the dogs, and follows my dad everywhere. He sleeps in the barn at night and screams first thing in the morning for his bottle. He knows his name and will come running when called. We cant imagine life without him. Who is the most attached to him? Why Grandpa Shayne, of course! As long as he doesn't climb on top of any cars, they will be buddies forever!