First stop after our New York State Fair dinner was the building that is home to the goats.
We love them, every visit.
If you’ve never had an up-close with these farm faves, they can be as friendly as the family dog.
At least the ones we encounter at the fair sure seem to like us.
They steal my heart, if you can’t tell by now. I shielded my eyes at the big sign over one line of pens that read <em>Meat Goats</em>.
I prefer to think of them forever rascally, sneaking over the pen line to snake hay from the neighbor’s bin.
They sure can be pretty.