Absolutely. Absent without leave. Gone. Not here.
Well, it has been hot, and we have been shearing, and there is so much going on, I've not found time to update.
I have soundly slapped myself on the wrist and will try to do better.
Meanwhile, this little poppet, together with her brother, arrived.
She is currently looking down the barrel of being called Elizabeth.
Our purebred goats are all named after fabrics, but crossbreds don't need to be. Last time we crossed to a Saanen, and we picked up a Larkrise to Candleford theme - Minnie, Alfie, Timmins and the crew have now all gone onto pastures new, and my darling daughters have decided these floppy eared Boer crosses, unless anyone has a better idea, will be Pride and Prejudice goats. So meet Elizabeth, and her brother, who can't be called Darcy because we already have Darcy the sheep and Darcy Bussell the chicken, so given that Fitzwilliam is a bit much for a goat, his working title is Colin.
They were born to Taffeta Tallulah, (Taffy to her friends) efficiently and uneventfully on Saturday.
Aida Jane looks likely to be next, whilst Linen Matilda and Lacey May are holding out for a little longer.
My Fabric goats all have middle names, too, but I draw the line at staying up trying to think of a good middle name for Colin.
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