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Have You Hugged a Goat Today?
Forgive me for making you click, but I posted some new goat photos over at my main blog, Bleeding Espresso, yesterday, and I thought you might enjoy them. My girlies really hammed it up in the pen yesterday morning . . . here’s a taste:
Can you see the heart shape on Pasqualina’s face? Thanks Dana!
Buon weekend!
The Legend of the Chupacabra
Even before I had goats, I was fascinated by the story of the Chupacabra, which literally means “goat sucker” and refers to a mysterious creature said to attack and suck the blood of goats mainly in Puerto Rico, Texas, and Mexico. I’d say there’s a documentary about the chupacabra on an average of once a week here in Italy — and not always the same documentary, either.
Well the chupacabra has been in the news again lately with the report of the unexplained deaths of 300 goats in Mexico’s Puebla state (warning: graphic photo in that link).
The chupacabra has been described in various, quite contradictory ways, which leads one to question whether such an animal really exists; for example, some people describe it as resembling a reptile with scaly skin, about three or four feet tall that hops around like a kangaroo. Others say it looks like a really freaky wild dog.
That said, what chupacabra believers do agree on is that dead livestock, often goats, turn up with puncture wounds often in the neck and/or chest area and are drained of their blood.
Whether the chupacabra is a special kind of predator or not, that’s some pretty gruesome stuff, so please goat caretakers in Chupacabraland, protect your goaties!
Do you believe in the legend of the chupacabra?
GoatSpotting: A French Goat…Oui Oui!
There’s no avoiding the fact that when some people think of me, they think of goats. Don’t get me wrong; this is totally fine with me since goats are the *coolest.*
Indeed, it always puts a smile on my face whenever I receive a goat-related article, story, or photo in my inbox — so please do keep them coming, especially since I’ve decided to start a feature called “GoatSpotting.”
Our first GoatSpotting comes to us courtesy of one of my favorite bloggers — and I’m not saying that just because she’s trying to save my beloved Nutella. LuccaBella in Italia shares what it’s like to be an 8-year-old American girl living in Italy (under the close supervision of her mom, Maria of Tomorrow in Italy and My-Bands, a revolutionary medical ID bracelet you should really check out); friend of the family Francesca Volpi recently sent them photos from Ile d’Ouessant in France, and they couldn’t help but notice this guy just grazing along:
Yay! Our first GoatSpotting!
Yes, some readers of Goat Berries have their own goats, so they can spot goats whenever they like, but for everyone else, running into a goat (figuratively) can be a rather amazing experience…and I want to hear about it. And see it. So please, when you’re out and about and come across a goat, snap a photo, and send it my way.
Let’s get GoatSpotting!
My Goats Are Walking All Over Me
Literally.
Normally I wear a cheap pair of fake Crocs to the goat pen, but yesterday I forgot to change my shoes and went over in just my flip flops. This is a mistake I’ll never make again because OMGOMGOMG OOOOOWWWWWWIEEEE does it hurt when a goat steps on your bare foot! And then dances ever so slightly on it just to make sure your fourth toe on your left foot is actually cut open instead of just throbbing in pain.
Sure, Pasqualina will say she didn’t dance, but I think the guilt is written all over her smirking face.
The Naked Hay-Baling Man
As hay is a subject close to many of our hearts, I thought you’d enjoy this as much as I did. I mean, don’t try it at home or anything, but bwahahahahahaha!
On that note, I’m going to be taking a few days off the grid, so to speak, so please be patient regarding any e-mail, comment, and other responses you’re expecting from me.
Buon weekend!
H/t Huffington Post.
Goats and the Vanderbilt Estate — Perfect Together!
A lot of places have been using goats to clear off unwanted weeds and whatnot, but I found this piece at Wall Street Journal Online particularly maaaaaarverlous
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