Lapsitting Baby Goats

 I went up to see the baby goats.  

My friend and her daughter had a rescued mama goat who had four kids three weeks ago.

Goldie, one of the four, was born with a slightly crooked nose.  She's doing fine though.

The babies are so darn cute, and to see them race around, kick up their heels, try to climb everything, including Lisa, then settle in on our laps to nap, oh my.

I wore my mask for warmth yesterday.  It was cold out.   Lisa is also fully vaccinated and we were outside anyhow but the mask kept my face warm.  We had low elevation snow in Oregon yesterday.

They had three baby rabbits too.  Savannah, Lisa's daughter, had been able to grab three.  They were born feral, outside, after someone up there abandoned their house rabbit when they moved.  There were seven babies but they'd only been able to catch three of them, whom they will tame for adoption.

So I got to cuddle a trembling baby rabbit too.

And see their three two week old foster kittens.

I woke up too early yesterday and then was tired early.  Often the trips to Portland, when I'm caring for cats in the garage, then getting up really early to get to the clinic up there on time, skew my sleep habits.  Generally a couple short day time naps will get me back on track.   Yesterday, after getting home, I raced off to take care of a neighbors cat.  They're in Florida.  I woke up two hours later on their floor, Lucy the cat, atop me.  That works.