You may recall this post from last year when Motor Man, my friend, Donna, and I visited a local winery.
Last Saturday, Donna and I were in the neighborhood so we stopped in – not for wine, but to visit the goats. In case you missed that original post, the winery is home to the world tallest goat tower.
Last time we were there, we weren’t fortunate enough to see any goats actually ON the tower. But this time, we were in for a treat.
Unfortunately, it was an overcast day, so the pictures aren’t as bright as they would have been had it been sunny.
It’s amazing to watch the goats actually climb the steps. It looks pretty scary to me.
Oops – got an itchy.
We were able to purchase little cups of “goat chow”, so once down from the tower, the goats headed our way for a snack.
I’ve always thought goats were so cute.
And obviously, so does Donna.
As for the title of today’s post, why, yes, Donna and I still think of ourselves as “girls”….why do you ask?
~These Days Of Mine~