08-19-2019, 10:10 AM
Phil and I were so exhausted after two very packed back-to-back trips that we just weren't ready for 4th of July the following Thursday. We got the carriage out and drove the goats once for practice, but I ran out of energy to clean and polish the carriage and harnesses and bathe the goats. If we weren't going to do it right, we decided we weren't going to do it at all, so we skipped the Westcliffe parade this year. Phil went for a hike while I stayed home and caught up on some things. I was in the office when I heard a frightened baby goat crying outside the house. It was Yeti and the other goats were nowhere to be seen. He must have fallen asleep and gotten left by mistake. I called and called but no one came, so I invited Yeti into the house with me for the morning. We had fireworks indoors that morning. I got nothing else done, but Yeti and I had a blast.