What I meant when I said, "I do not wish for any more goats." was I do not wish for any more goats OR SHEEP. Or anything that has to be bottle fed. It pays to be specific. Our neighbor was walking his dog Monday when he spied a newborn lamb in the bush. The dog ran up and grabbed it by the neck so the neighbor intervened and delivered US the little bundle of joy. So far its mama has not showed up to claim him. I keep one eye peeled for her but no luck. Yes, it's adorable. But it doesn't know how to drink from a bottle and it needs to be fed every two hours minimum. UGH. We had named him "Little Debbie" but as you can see there is a gender mismatch going on there. People who are bottle-feeding every two hours cannot be called upon to come up with adorable lamby names. And just like the third child, I haven't even bothered taking a picture of him! I'll try to get to it before he's in college.
Do I sound cranky?
