Sitting quietly against the fence in the goat pasture,
I witnessed this scene yesterday afternoon.
Missy to Nettie, "What is that out in the pasture?"
"I'm not sure," Nettie whispered back.
"It seems to be all legs and they're writhing every which way!"
"Look! Now it's hidden behind a chicken!" said Sissy.
It was apparent that Sam was trying his darnedest to entice Gracie to play with him.
Naturally, curiosity got the best of her.
"Wanna chase me?" asked Sam.
"Maybe," said Gracie, teasingly.
But, like every other time, she was only teasing...
and she turned on her heels and headed back to the hay feeder.
Sam, of course, followed her.
"Come on," said Sam, "chase me!"
This little game when on for quite some time.
Each time Gracie would move just a little,
sending Sam into a tailspin.
With each false start that Gracie made,
Sam darted away...
enticing her to chase him.
Which, sadly (for Sam) she never did.
And so it is, most times, for Sam.
Great hopes for a rousing game of chase just don't seem to materialize.
Sam does, however, provide a lot of entertainment for the girls...
And the rest of the goats.
Sam gives up on play and heads for some refreshment.
Gracie calls behind him, "Hey Sam, wanna play chase?"
What a tease you are Gracie!
isn't she just about the cutest little goat?