Rainfall: Only the Goats Complain!
We woke to light rain, 0.3 inch, added to the 0.1 from last week. After months of the summer dryness in the third year of drought, everything looks fresh and clean, except, of course, the goats, who hate rain and complain about coming out and about staying in.
In the damp morning, Ramon fixes their barn, again, the divisions they have torn up in their impatience (a tired goat is a good goat!) I will take them out as it clears for a good morning walk, one that gets some of their energy directed into poison oak and brush.
Meanwhile, they complain!
No way is she going out!
No way is she going out!