As I did not grow up on a farm or in any proximity to
animals besides dogs, cats, and squirrels, I am simply not used to seeing the
variety of baby animals that currently live around me. And I have to say that
they are really cute. Just about a week or so ago, one of my family’s cows
returned from being ‘lost,’ and right beside her was a brand new calf. I could
not believe how taken I was with this little cow. I mean, it’s a cow, not a
golden retriever. But it is a beautiful brown color with a white mark on its
forehead and legs so thin I can’t believe it can really stand on them. I don’t
know how long it will take to grow out of this ‘cute’ phase, so I’m enjoying it
while it lasts. The baby animal that I truly love the most, though, is a baby
goat. In general, I have absolutely no interest in goats. As my South African
mama always says, “Goats are chaotic.” Apparently my family used to have goats,
but over time they either died or were slaughtered and the family was not interested
in replacing them. Turns out they can be difficult to manage and you are
responsible for damages they cause to any fields and crops that they destroy!
But lots of other families have small herds of goats, and mixed among them are
always one or two little ones. It sounds ridiculous, but they are just
adorable. Whenever they sneak into the yard, a few baby goats always play just
outside my front door, as it is usually shady in the afternoon. Since the goats
are not really welcome in the yard (they are notorious for finding their way
into the garden and eating the vegetables), my visitors are never there too
long. But while they are around, it is fun to see them dancing and jumping.
Perhaps when I return, I will see about getting a new type of pet.