Thanks to FB, I am now the proud momma of two pygmy goats. A friend was giving them away and posted it on FB. As if I did not have enough to do, I immediately responded that I would take them. The only problem was that although I had the land for them, I did not have a corral or anything to enclose them into. I put a call into my niece and asked if they would foster care for until I could prepare a home for them. After almost 2 months, we finally have the 2 newest members of our family, Jack and Tom. Miss M named them and has become quite the Goat Whisperer. She spends quite a bit of time in the fenced area with them, talking and trying to teach them tricks. One of them hopped on its back two legs, and she was certain that it was because of her incredible training. They really do not do much, other than eat and drop pellet sized poop all day. Every now and again they fight each other and bump heads. I am really hoping to find them a Mrs. to keep them company. Anybody needing to get rid of a female goat? I could really use the milk. Goats milk is so expensive!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Dr. Luther King Martin
So I was laying in bed with my oldest daughter and she begins to tell me a story about Dr. Luther King Martin (that is what she called him). She starts telling me that she learned that he helped the black people sit where ever they wanted to on the bus and that he helped the white people be nice to the black people. I realized that this would be a good moment to discuss how we are all different and that no matter what we look like, that we are all the same. I was also curious as to how she saw herself, since growing up I was always confused where I fit in with the whole "white" and "black" thing. She said that she was black and that her dad was also black. I asked her what I was, and she said, "white". That really threw me off since our skin color is the same. I asked her why she thought that, in which she replied in a very matter of fact tone, "well, the white people were always telling the black people what to do, and you are always telling me and dad what to do, so we are black and you are white". Say what? I was speechless.
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