Pat, La Chevre
My series of pix produced an avalanche of demands (well, Ellin anyway) to see a shot of Frank's buddy. I did not include the picture because the photographer said she could do a lot better and I should wait. But goats have a definite purpose around here, and it ain't as house pets. This one looks kinda full grown (I can hear the critics, "Oh, so now he's a goat maven?") so I am not sure for how long this chevre is going to avoid the dinner table. We are keeping these facts of life from Frank who has no capacity to understand the notion of an animal having any utilily other than as an object of human adoration, accompanied by the extreme pampering which follows therefrom.