Hello, cute goats

Go ahead, eat. My dear wife Karen and I always find time to smile with the goats when we visit the New York State Fair. Legal disclaimer? We may even have been known to go in for a head pat or two … but don’t tell our cherished rescue mutt. Cuties. Good thing our backyard…

Hello, goats!

Pretty place. My dear wife Karen’s workplace again threw a wonderful picnic-party at nearby Heritage Hill. We walked outside to say hello to the goats. Hey, buddy. They liked the company, too.

Before all these GOATS there were the goats

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…

The goats and llamas talk to me

I continued my good relationship with the goats at the New York State Fair. I swear they remember me from year to year, and can’t wait to say hello again. The fellas in the photo above seem more about communicating to each other, though. Maybe they just caught wind of what that sign hanging above…