Last Friday, a group of six of us “Surry” girls met for lunch. Four of us are former classmates, and we’ve adopted the other two. A couple more girls from our class had planned to join us, but weren’t able to for various reasons. L to r, Judy (an adoptee), Donna, Cathy (an adoptee), Rita, Liz and me.
After lunch, five of us traveled a few miles to our local winery. After a wine tasting for those interested, we went out to visit the winery’s resident goats, including a few babies. These are two of the three babies who have successfully learned how to escape their fence enclosure Apparently, they heard we had bought goat food pellets while inside the winery.
We had the MOST fun feeding and playing with those baby goats.
It wasn’t long until some of us (who shall remain nameless) lost our balance from the force of baby goats and landed on the ground. No matter: they just crawled all over us, and we didn’t care.
My friend, Donna, took this picture. When she sent it to me, she commented: “You’re covered in goats!”. It’s true: I AM under there somewhere.
But then I decided to “share” the babies with Donna and Liz. In the background: The Hampton Roads Winery boasts the world’s tallest goat tower.
There was so much laughter, smiling and picture taking.
What a dilemma: how to play with the goats, feed them and take pictures of them at the same time?
This was one of the goats that remained inside the fence. Just look at those amazing eyes.
The goats made short work of the pellets. And that was probably a good thing, or we would have stayed the entire afternoon.
Obviously a great time was had by all.
We’ve already planned our Christmas gathering, and we’re looking forward to that, hopefully with more of our classmates joining us.
(But, I have to tell ya: those baby goats are going to be a tough act to follow….)
~These Days Of Mine~
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