Sunday, August 21, 2016

So, Where's My Kids?


Nearly every day, since my neighbor got her goats, I've been stopping by to visit.  Oh, not to visit my neighbor...to visit "the kids."

 As I come through the woods and round the corner to begin walking across the yard toward their pen, I say shout out...

"Where's my kids?"

Usually, I hear them bleat which gets louder once I come into plain sight.  However, the other day, there was no need for me to visit.  The had company.  The flock of wild turkeys tiptoed quickly into the woods as I approached. 

Between us, 
I plan on calling them "kids" FOREVER...:)




I try to bring them a snack or two.  As of now, they really seem to like the leaves from the Bittersweet that I pull off as I trek through the woods.

Millie, that little rascal, climbed onto my back the last time I was there.  I sit on one of their boulders and Otis always...and I always...begins nibbling on my shorts, shoes or shirt.  Millie goes for the hair!

just seeing, saying and sharing...

So, Where's My Kids

with you and those at







6 comments:

  1. What fun! And a perfect reminder of why I sometimes like some people's "kids" better than the people! :-)

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  2. They are too cute. I would visit them often too

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  3. What a wonderful way to spend some time.
    Have a happy new week :)

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  4. I am fighting my envy right now, Jealous to the bone.. I want to pet those KIDS

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  5. What a great surprise seeing the turkeys. The 'kids' look quite well adjusted.

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