Wallie The Goat

Thursday night Raye arrived at Nate and Jamie's around 10 p.m. Jamie called and said "Your goat is here!" Soooooooo Jay, Dan, Clarissa and I tossed a large wire dog crate in the back of Dan's truck and motored over there. Nate was busy making shadow bunnies on the side of the barn with his flashlight while we tried to get to know Wallie sitting on the ground there in the dark.

We were going to load him in the crate, but noooooooooo! Raye turned to Clarissa... handed over this 50 pound nine-week old goat and said "Just take him in the truck with you!" It wasn't that we had much choice... Clarissa was suddenly in the back seat of the truck and I was crawling in the other side laughing! Omg... we laughed the entire way home as Wallie sat on Clarissa's lap! Sooooooo! when we got home we put him in the barn in this nice big crate with some food and water.

(this pic was taken with my cellphone, but there's a goat between these two!)

We checked him the next morning and he seemed fine. Vanessa was at G-ma's and she couldn't wait to meet Wallie! We were a little concerned about him as we pulled up after the Mother's Day ride because he had been in the crate all day.

Um... guess again! We pulled in tonight and heard some "baa-ing" and the little turd was out in the yard looking around for someone! Vanessa jumped out of the truck and ran over to him. He let her grab him and pick him up. She set him on the ground and ran away and that danged goat ran and followed her everywhere. Up the front steps, tried to get in the house... down the steps... around the yard, everywhere.

Then.... well hell... it was time to put him away so Vanessa could get in the shower and get to bed. That freaking goat is out in the barn now BAAA-ING (notice the capital letters) BAAAAAAAAA-ING (notice the larger font) because "he's lonely". When Ness walks into the barn and sits beside him, he's ok. As soon as she walks away he cries like a baby. Omg. Now... ordinarily (as in with a puppy) I'd give in and say "fine, bring him in with you and he can sleep on the floor next to you". But can you really do that with a goat???????? Pry not! So he's out there crying his little goatie-eyes out. I told Ness she could camp in the barn. If I didn't have to work tomorrow, I'd camp with her. Jay's having a fit at the idea... soooooo poor Wallie will have to learn to bark with the dogs for tonight. I hope the neighbors can't hear him lmao.