Oops!–It’s an empty can with no more grain-treats. Still, a smart goat would want to be thorough and double check. We pried the can off his head quite a few times but Arthur was insistent… maybe it was his intention all along to perform the fabulous death-defying Blindfolded Goat Table Dance. Dangerous to watch, too. … Read more
“You knew we were dedicated to fighting the forces of evil when you hired us.” This trio of highly motivated professionals are the Infinity Farm Type-A Aversion Therapy Team. They step in when things are just a little too perfect. It’s very serious business because dressage barns require a particular level of decorum… to be … Read more
I have a bone to pick with my Grandfather Horse. He stole my goat.
(Extra)ordinary: Maybe it’s a choice; just a fuller way of embracing the ordinary.
Arthur is very pleased to note that I have placed ‘goat nests’ in the runs. And if that isn’t enough, I change the bedding in them a few times a day. Who would ever want to leave this place? The world is full of boundaries, but not all of them deserve respect. It’s up to … Read more
Arthur the goat is trying to pass…
Goats Rule: Anarchy as a Lifestyle.
Yes, the right to free speech is alive and well here at Infinity Farm, and since this week’s prompt is Express Yourself, we invite you to chime in. This stuff never gets old–let’s hear your puns about old goats and my ass. Fire away! Anna Blake, Infinity Farm. Please consider following my author blog at … Read more
I’ve been trying to not write about goats all week. I’ve kind of been being a goat about it, truth be told. Stubborn. Headstrong. Ornery.