We spent the weekend in Minneapolis peddling soap and meeting a few of you lovely people at No Coast Craft.
Good times were had and we've only just rolled into town to snuggle our pets, unpack our bags, and shovel some snow. (Snow!)
It was cold and snowy in the Cities, too. While in Minneapolis Sage said, "It's feels warm out today. I wonder what the temp is." And it was 6 F. Because 6 F is warm after a day spent around ten-below.
And so, for now, this.
Some goat goodness to get us by, from the day we left.
Because, well, because they're adorable.
Oh, sweet goaty girls.
I thought I was a sheep person until we met.
But now I know different.
Now I know that yes, sheep are lovely. (that wool! that fuzzy cuteness on the hillside!)
I don't expect we'll ever question that decision. Sheep! What's not to love?
(Hey – where are you going? Did I startle you? Sheep, come back!)
But goats are something all together different.
Goats are magic.
Like a golden retriever that gives milk.
(That sounds really strange. But I think you get the gist.)
I didn't get the goat magic until we met them.
But they are something special.
Goats are loving and sweet and sort of needy.
They are snuggly and bossy and hilarious.
Goats. Are. Fabulous.
And these two?
Well, they've simply stolen our hearts.