The sun rose like it did everyday, but today being Wednesday, it was just a teeny bit earlier than yesterday. So noted Stella, the largest of the two Boer goats sitting on a wooden pallet, surrounded in mud with the heads of new grasses peaking out.
Visit Tails & Tales, the short story site of artist/Katherine Dunn to read this story.
8 comments:
Girls, you make me laugh!! Thank you for broadening my horizons on boundaries. What silly things, really!!!
This wonderful tale warmed my heart and made me giggle. Just like Iris!
I know that they think like this. They do, they do, they do....
You are such a great story teller!
Love the art and the photos!
God Bless You and Yours!!!
I'm with Iris. I don't like fences either. Fences are to open and get out of, so there.
That was in defense of the the "monkey" goat.
That was a good story, thanks.
you gals are quite the entertaining trio. love the story, K. it flows so naturally for you. more, more! and i'm all about NO fences. i guess the only one oso has is our door...and he simply rings the yak bell to alert me, and i am the steady gate opener giving him daily "insie-outie" priviledges. hee. he's got me wrapped around his paw, big time.
That is a beautiful, sweet story. I've never known a goat personally but they seem like lovely creatures.
You just keep outdoing yourself! I can't tell you what an inspiration you are. The art, the animals, the gardens and boundless creativity. How do you get it all done so finely?
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Thank you for reading! The farm and my art/writing keep me hopping, so might not respond immediately. Thank you for understanding. ~Katherine & Apifera ~