Primroses and goats

Another glorious day here in North Wales. The pessimist in me whispers that we are sure to have to pay for this later in the year, but today, Paddy and I sallied forth for our walk and came across these, blossoming bravely in the grass.










On our way home, this character was looming in the middle of the path. I'm not sure how Paddy is with goats and being suddenly assailed  by comic strip  memories of people being propelled through the air by virtue of contact between goat's horns and the seat of their pants, I thought it might be wise for us to retrace our steps to another path which would lead us to the same destination.
Of course we should have been making the most of the day by going out somewhere further afield but Keith was more interested in this. Can you believe it?

7 comments:

John Going Gently said...

oh Isowant a goat!
it HAS been a lovely day here hasnt it?

Jennytc said...

It certainly has, John. Had I known, I could have got you this one. ;)

mrsnesbitt said...

We made the most of the sunshine yesterday but now it's back to the grindstone! lol!

Shooting Parrots said...

Poor excuse from Keith -- the GP was over by about 10am!

Jennytc said...

Ah well, the sun's gone anyway, mrsnesbitt.
SP, tell him, not me! ;)

Jan Blawat said...

I have an ancient goat that I've treated well over the years. He's senile now and none of us will get in the same field with him. Goats know just how to do the most damage, and they'll go right after a dog. Our cow dogs could herd cows and horses, but the goat would knock them down and roll them around on the ground, they were afraid of him, too.

Jennytc said...

How intersting, Jan. I don't think I've ever heard of an animal going senile. Poor thing.

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...