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Let’s all be really quiet and just look at this tiny, sleppy, one day old baby goat. Donchya love how baby goats are called kids.
[Horrible crashing sound as you trip over the watering can while trying to get a closer look] That’s just great. You woke the baby.
Whoa, that baby won’t even look at you.
Oh no! I think baby’s gonna cry.
Get a bottle in that baby, STAT, Miriam.
The cows are acting real weird again. They haven’t been the same since Buttercup got abducted by the mothership.
Typical Friday night for Kelly L., who took this photo of
an actual cow abduction in progress two week old Jersey bull calf photobombed by a three week old Jersey heifer calf.
Le Cheep, C’est Chick.
Have you heard about the new chick craze?
Listen to us, I’m sure you’ll be amazed.
Big fun to be had by everyone.
It’s up to you, you all should get you one.
Young and old are gettin’ ’em, I am told.
Just one try, and you too will be sold.
It’s called Le Cheep! They’re doing it night and day.
Allow us, and we’ll show you the way.
Aaaaaaaaah Cheep Out! Le Cheep, C’est Chick!
Aaaaaaaaah Now Sleep!
Vicky C. and the 10 Derbyshire redcap chicks partied all weekend and blew off all their chores.
When he showed up at little Jenny’s Sweet 16th instead of the Jumpy Castle they ordered, a lamb unwittingly set the record for the most birthday party jumps without a bounce house. Luckily, they decided to let him finish before telling him he was at the wrong address.
Catch you on the rebound, Ant.
Ohhh yoo-hoo, Tiniest Snorfer! Have we found the perfect match for you. Meet, the Tiniest Grunter!
My idea of a romantic evening is holding hams while watching Dukes of Hazzard reruns.
I am into high-pitched squealing noises and rubbing against fence posts.
Pam L. met this baby orphaned javelina at Big Bend Ranch State Park near Terlingua, Texas.
From the blog that brought you “Where’s Bea?” comes the thrilling sequel, an action-packed story of one girl, one lamb, and one freshly-waxed floor.
Hope mom and dad will let the scratches on the floor slide, Alex.
I’m still feeling kinda shaky here — maybe I could have a crash helmet, just for a little while? Well, how about air bags? Bubble wrap? Water wings? Anything?
Another quality foraged link by Ant.
Clementine (the all white goat): Tee hee! I totally tooted!
Huckleberry (the brown faced goat): Rude! These 3 day old legs of mine cannot get me outta here fast enough.
No kidding, Sara H., these are a couple of cuties!