Boris and friends

Meet Boris. OK, so his teeth aren't straight. Maybe they even stick out a little more than they should. Maybe he nibbled at my t-shirt. And maybe even nearly broke my toe when he jumped on it. But, also, maybe, just maybe that's what makes Boris so damn cute. Don't you think? A visit back home to the country meant meeting N's Dad's goats for the first time. Oh how I want one. They have so much character, and I don't even care if they eat EVERYTHING in sight. Just look at her eyes, and that pretty face. Who ever thought a goat could be pretty?

Oh. Boris again. He is the only one with a name so far due to his very prominent teeth!

I love the country. I miss the country.