Sidamo is also a little obsessed with animals, but mostly in the keep-a-close-eye-on-them-lest-they-sneak-up-and-eat-you way. He was much braver this time around, though, even feeding the deer and coming sort of close to touching the horse.
We gathered fallen apples from the apple tree, sliced it, and endeared ourselves to the deer the only way we know how—with tasty treats.
That's right, learn to trust humans. I'm sure where you're going that will come in handy. (Cheney and friends, you can thank us now.)
Here's Sam, my dad and Carol Lee's new horse. He's absolutely beautiful—shining coat, stout build, and wonderful temperament. He can't be ridden, but he allegedly pulls a mean buggy.
Sam didn't love that idea.
And then there was the petting zoo at the pumpkin patch (more on the patch in a future post). Nora toddled right up to the goat pen and started pulling grass and weeds to feed to the hungry goats, with no prodding whatsoever. She was completely enamored, even after two small-scale assaults (the first of which you'll see below). She's a lady after my own heart—I'm completely fascinated with goats and have been lobbying for one for years, but a certain someone is standing in my way. Maybe my next husband will be less concerned with silly details like city ordinances.