During yesterday's goat round-up toe-trimming exercise, I commented that it was a nice thing that goat babies don't bite. About two goat trimmings later, Taura bit me on the upper lip. Fortunately, I thought it was hilarious (and it didn't hurt). Her indignant expression was what made it priceless. I laughed until I almost cried.
Thank you very much, Mr. Murphy.
