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Billy Rae

You thought I was going to ramble on about some pretty pink spring flower didn’t you? Tricked you… no, I am going to ramble on about this furry homely critter.

Introducing Mr Billy Rae.  He teeters like a weeble in high heels, has great golden googly eyes set on opposite ends of his goat~man face, he totes around two extra  enormous stomachs that protrude from the sides of himself and sports an underbite that would make a dentist roll over in their grave BUT, here’s the kicker.. he is freaking adorable.

Everyday I make my way across town to Blue Barn Farms around dinnertime  where I board my horses and I get to hang out with this dude, amongst all the poo shovelling and the like.  Yes, I have a crappy life…. sorry, that was bad….

Anyway, he lives across the aisle from my gelding. I think the first time Chip saw him he was all like….What. The. Hell.???? That is a weird looking horse….  Tonight I got to feed him his dinner and flirt with him. Have you ever flirted with a hundred year old billy goat? You would literally have to be dead not to get a kick out of it… First you have to tell him how handsome he is, then he will start batting his googly~ man eyes at you and mashing his big dude horns around until you pop his treat right into his tiny mouth. Voila! Now he loves you forever. Easy~ peasy~ lemon ~squeezy. Learned something today didn’t you? How to flirt with a 100 year old billy goat. You’re welcome and Happy Thirsty Thursday!!! billyboy


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  1. Love the pic I got to bottle raise a goat I named fawn at my old barn. She loved car rides and followed all over the farm when I fed I could treat her almost like a dog. Goats are awesome!

  2. I agree goats rock. There is a little one at the farm named Priscilla Parsley that I am dying to photograph. She is all tiny and white with sweet floppy ears. She lives with the llamas, whose names are Oprah and Angelina Jolie. for real, true story lol…. The lady that owns them loves her animals.

  3. I love this post, and yes I came in for the roses but stayed for the Billy! When I was all of 9 years old I lost my heart to our neighbour’s Nanny goat. They only had her for a year but what a character! I will always remember her. Thanks for introducing us to Mr Billy Rae. Adorable indeed, and your photo and story helps us imagine his big personality. 😉
    Cheers, Gina

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