Again this summer I am keeping grandchildren, Connor, 5, and Chase, 10 as well as their sister Kennedy, 10 months while their mother is at work. Yesterday after Connor's speech lessons at the Masonic building on Cotton, we went to the feed store on N. Market. Dottie Belle and Gypsy needed some alfalfa. I read one should always have alfalfa for goats to nibble on so they will not get nervous and over eat on plants. They were also out of alfalfa the day Gypsy made her escape to the bank. So I am being very careful to always have it hung right within their reach. Nothing worse than nervous goats.
As we entered the feed store, there were watermelons on the porch. So I asked Connor did he wanted to get a watermelon. I did not understand what his reply was, good reason he is in speech classes, but his expression was certainly one of disdain. He had to repeat it 2 more times before I understood. He said, "Isn't it animal food?" I said, "We've bought watermelons at the grocery store. You love watermelon." But he still had that disdainful look and said, "Isn't it animal food?""Well, you are an animal, Connor; a human animal." I replied. He let me know really fast that he was not an animal. He never did get too excited about the watermelon I bought from the feed store. I'm going to wait until Monday to cut it with them. Maybe by then he will be over the fact that I bought it at the feed store where I buy animal food.
