Little Miss Red (as I am calling my young nursing charge) has taken to getting out of her pen and running to me when I am on my way to her. In fact, she is following me all the way back to the house when I leave! To say that it is terribly cute to have a little knee-high red goat following you home would be a massive understatement. She sort of skips along beside me wagging her little tail so hard that I am afraid that it might just wag right off!
However, once I am inside for a few minutes, she gets afraid and starts heeding her mama’s bellows (believe me, mama is BELLOWING at this point) and runs baaaaaaing back to her. Actually, it’s uncanny how much it actually sounds like, “Maaaaa!!!” in little Red’s case.
She is utterly unafraid of any of the animals around her much to her mama’s consternation. She only wants to find out if they have milk and if she can get some.
Some of the animals are naturally a little wigged-out by this. Especially if they are boy animals (doesn’t really matter the species).
I call her “Little Red” but really that is a complete misnomer. She is little in comparison to me or to the adult goats but she is by far and away the biggest baby despite being several days younger than the Christmas twins.
I am just waiting for the night or morning that I step out of the back porch to find her waiting for her meal!