Monday, June 29, 2015

The baby goat

A baby goat was born at the farm on Monday around 9am. My girls heard this news and could not wait to see it on Thursday- clinic day. When we got to the farm we made a bee line to the goat house and walked up the ramp. From the moment Jason took out the baby from her fenced in cage my girls were petting it and hugging it. Charis reminds me of Elmira from Looney Tunes when it comes to animals. She never wants to let go of them. The girls were a little grossed out with the umbilical cord that was sticking out but overall they were drawn to the goat-house for the rest of the day.

 Then the baby goat started baaing for his mother. We looked out in the distance and the mom started baaing back. She came running to the goat house to see if her baby was okay. It was so precious to watch. It made me wish I could speak their language to find out what they were conversing about.



We spot momma goat with the herd.

Here comes momma to check on her baby.

Momma is looking up at us. The goat house in fenced around so that they do not enter the farm.

My handsome hubby driving the tractor.
Notice the front wheels- they are our old tires from our Prado. The tractor tires kept getting punctures due to all the thorns so for now, these tires are longer lasting.
He is off to plow the field they have cleared.

Here are some pictures from Madaraka Day. It was on June 1st, Kenya's Independence Day. Kenya has been independent since December of  1963. The guys at the farm all put in money to be able to "purchase" and slaughter one of the goats. They asked Jason to grill the meat the same way he did for the village on Easter. It was a holiday where they all could come together and feast. There is talk of doing the same thing for the next Holiday in October. I am glad we had a baby goat so that there will be reproduction in order to have meat to celebrate at all these Holidays.
Getting the firewood ready to cook. 






Jason really knows how to marinade meat- and the guys like to drink it, calling it soup.

Time to pray and then eat!

1 comment:

Renee Stocks said...

What a fun post! I love that you wish you could speak the goat's language. It makes me think of thoughts I've had that the animals may have talked in the Garden, since Adam & Eve weren't freaked out when the serpent spoke to them. ;)