Hello!

Claire is letting me blog today.  She is busy studying for something called an exam.  I am not entirely sure about what that is, but it sounds bad.  I don't want any exams.  So my name is Lucky Nickel.  Here I am.

Right now, I live in the people house.  Claire took me outside to meet the other goats.  I do not like them.  One of those goats put her head under my belly and caught me on her horns and flung me across the pasture.  It was terrible!  She was so mean to me!  I didn't even do anything.  She has a baby goat of her own, so she should know better.  Claire said it happened too fast for her to help me.  After that, I just stayed on her lap.  There are 3 other baby goats but they don't smell like me and they are very rambunctious and I am also rambunctious, but only in the house.  Outside, I am nervous and I just stay with Claire.  She says I have to get used to the other goats.  Pfffft...

I had a mom too, but a bad thing happened that I don't really understand, so I didn't really know my mom, and really Claire is my mom.  She says I am very lucky and that I was brought into the world by her vet, Dr. Nicholson, so that is why I am Lucky Nickel.  She feeds me every day, and sometimes I get something she calls "sheep milk" mixed in with my other milk, and it's really good.  She says Bianca sends it to me, but I don't know Bianca.  Here is the sheep's milk that Claire got this morning from Bianca.  She said it's 1.5 cups.

She says Bianca is very nice to let us have her milk.  She also said she's going to make cheese with Bianca's milk.  I don't know what cheese is either but maybe I can eat it.

I like to be in charge in the home office.  Generally, I take my seat upon my throne and I keep an eye on things, to make sure everything is going according to my liking.  You can see that I have a very regal presence.

Sometimes I get busy on the computer, and you can see me here, typing this blog.  Claire took my picture so you could see how intently I worked on it.  My hooves are quite small so the keyboard is no problem.

I just need to check what's in the desk drawer, in case there are tasty treats in there.

I also like to practice for the goat olympics.  I have heard it is a big deal around here.  I am going for high jump I think.  Maybe hurdles.  What do you think?  Do you like my form?  I have a great deal of skill for my age.  That's what Claire says anyway.

Then I get back up on my throne...

...and I check for crumbs that might have fallen out of somebody's pocket.

Sometimes I get tired, and I just like to rest on Claire's lap.  She has a nice warm lap and I am very comfy there.  She says nice things to me and it makes me feel loved and special.

Do you know that I get to sleep on her pillow at night?!  It's very comfy too.  I scream loudly if she puts me on the floor, because I don't belong on the floor.  It is not befitting of a goat of my stature.  I generally wake her up about 6 am, and I find the best way is to jump on her head.  It is sure to do the trick except sometimes it seems to make her a bit moody.  If she doesn't get up to feed me right away, I practice my bouncing from her head to her toes and back again.  This is invariably effective at getting her up.

Here we are having a nice cuddle.

I like to stand on her lap and put my hooves on her shoulders.  She makes little kissy noises and tells me I'm a good goat.  It's really quite good accommodation here.  Anyway, Claire says my typing is distracting her studies, so I will have to end here.  It's been good to have a Lucky Nickel blog day!