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Text Box: The Tennessee goat train visits New Hampshire
Text Box:    Late on a Friday night the goat train arrived at Wonder Fall Farm.  This particular goat train consisted of, My and T from High on the Mountain farm in TN. Their adorable little dog Tia, 2 LGD puppies destined to go to a neighbors farm and the 3 goats coming to live here in NH.

Once we said hello, we got our new friends settled in for the night. These were the first visitors to use our newly renovated guesthouse! (still being worked on, but close enough for visitors) For me it felt like family had come to visit!

They had a roommate, Snowman our farm cat. He wasn’t to sure about that dog they brought!

Saturday morning I got up to start feeding critters and found T outside letting the 2 fur balls (LGD pups) out for a potty break and some breakfast. OMG are they cute! T and I tried to figure out a way to hide and share one of them. But we figured Michelle would realize one of her pups was missing. We plotted anyway...lol
As I was feeding the critters, My and T got to see our farm in daylight. (I hope they liked it).
Then it was time to introduce the new does and buck to the farm. The does are going to have a transition because Skye wasn’t having new girls in her barn. She chased them to here and back, but they all settled in time. I’ve never had polled fainters and wondered how they’d fight back if needed. They BITE EARS, that’s what they do! 

Then we took the new buck/poodle/chicken (you’ll see in the photo) out to meet the bucks. Bordeaux the llama checked him out, the bucks smelled but weren’t threatened so Chance fit right in. “chicken” because at one  point we didn’t see him. He was in the chicken house! He fit through the little doors cut for the chickens….LOL Chance likes chicken feed!

T got to see her new buck Moose and he loved her right away! I’m so happy. Moose was the first kid born on our farm.
We waited for Michelle to come and pick up her pups, all the while still trying to figure out how we could keep one and hope she wouldn’t notice. After she got her pups, we hung out with the animals, I showed them around the farm and we just kind of relaxed most of the day.  T and I decided that the two of us have a color pattern on both of our farms that should have a name, “patriotic”. The goats are white with blended blue and red spots that look  like bruises. And we cam up with a name for Skyes color (I never could figure out) and white with taupe roan. She’s interesting that’s for sure. My thinks I’m trading him a mountain goat...LOL Dolly (T calls her Patriotic Patty) jumps and gets up on the fencing panel to one of the kidding pens and eats there!

I had been pondering what to cook for supper, knowing that My was food challenged from his recent surgery. But I remembered a family favorite and made it. “Pink Stew” YUM! I usually make this in the winter when it’s cold but it was awesome even in the summer. Afterwards we were all fat dumb and happy! We chatted until fairly late and got to know some new friends. Oh and Tia loves her Auntie Moo Moo because she got wet in the tall grass (4 inches) and got cold. Auntie Moo Moo gave her a blankie to cuddle in and all was well.

Sunday after getting all of the animals fed and happy My, T , Tia and I all went to the farmers market and a small tour of the area. My bought a large jar of pickled fiddle heads (eck) mostly for the jar. I wonder if he’s ever going to eat them?
The I took them to one of my favorite places, the Brick Store in Bath. They have a smoker outside that will just curl your toes with joy at the wonderful smells that collide with you as you walk up to the place. T wanted to move in and live there...lol
We bought and sampled and had a great time.
Then on the way home I took a small detour to Beaver Pond so I could show them on of my favorite places. 
When we came home we were looking at my first attempt of a garden and decided to look for my guinea hen that has a nest in the powerlines. My found wild blueberries and picked a few of those. We found the hen. I forgot to say that T wanted to go get her boots on so snakes wouldn’t get her. I had already told her we don’t have poisonous snakes here. She forgot. We have two kinds of snakes here, garter and ribbon. They eat bugs and mice not people! Snowman followed us. I think he might like the new dog!
Later I put on a pair of goggles and T took my pictures while I was on my riding weed eater (Buck Lee)….LOL
My and T showed me a new place to give CDT shots to the goats! How awesome is that?
We went inside the house and poor My and T got a dose of what I live with every friggin weekend…..GOLF
My learned everything he never wanted to know about golf….LMAO

Have I mentioned Tom, my husband? Oops...LOL 
He got to stay home and mind the store while we were out gallivanting around. He didn’t mind though because GOLF was on TV…..UGH
Sunday night we had chicken and dumplings for supper. Yum! Once again, we were all fat  dumb and happy (except for having to watch golf) Ice cream for dessert.

I think we were going to watch a movie but we just talked and talked. I learned a lot!

Monday morning, same old routine of feeding critters and hanging out. Getting things ready for the goat train to leave.
I learned that Snowman got into bed not only with My and T (the strangers) but also tolerated Tia! Who knew?
Moose had to be loaded into the truck first. I went and got him and walked him out to the truck. Then we got the does and loaded them. 
After everyone was packed up and ready to go we took some more pictures and said our farewells. I’m going to miss my new friends. Tia and Snowman even said goodbye to each other.
It was the best weekend I’ve had in a long time! Thank you My and T for coming up here and sharing with us! Come back soon.

Disclaimer: 
Southerners think in the 60’s at night is cold!
It doesn’t snow in August (at least not since we’ve been here)

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