Twin Goats for Two Sisters

Janice Meyer
Growing up on a farm gave me a lot of opportunities to interact with different animals. These animals were usually treated as pets no matter how large they were.

A beautiful black and white nanny goat was given to us by a friend and we soon realized she was expecting a baby (a kid) - that is what baby goats are called. We watched the nanny goat grow larger even though she was still as sweet natured as ever. It appeared that she was carrying a very big 'kid' and often she looked weary late in the day.

One morning my sister and I were both called by our Dad to come and see what our Nanny had given us. When we got to the barn where Nanny stayed, Dad led us back where Nanny was lying with two tiny baby goats lying near her. There was a black and white one and a brown and white spotted one.

We decided to name the black and white kid Oola and the brown and white kid we named Zell. These names were taken directly out of the Alley Oop comedy strip. Both kids were females so the names fit them well, since in the comic strip, Oola was a brunette and Zell's hair was a light brownish color. They were two beautiful kid goats.
My older sister claimed Oola and I took Zell as my little friend. We would take them for walks on a rope or chain and watch as they feasted on their favorite green plants that were plentiful on our farm. There was one plant they especially liked called 'Wild Lettuce;' which was a deep dark green and they both thrived on this plant. Whenever we came near the wild lettuce, both goats would tug on their rope or chain to reach the plant.

We soon decided these two adorable goats loved some people food, especially plain saltine crackers. So, on occasion, we would sneak some crackers from the pantry and take them out and feed them to Oola and Zell. Our Mom didn't say a word to us about taking the crackers, although I was almost sure she knew we were snitching them for our goats. One day she saw us with some crackers, and she said, 'Are the goats hungry?' After that, we knew it was okay.

When you have these kinds of pets, as they grow they begin to be a challenge to walk them on a rope or chain. It seemed the goats were taking us for a walk. Still, those memories are good to keep and no one can take them away.

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Jeanette is a prolific author and poet. She lives in Indiana with husband Norman, and two cats. One daughter lives nearby. She loves writing articles on AC and a couple of other sites. Most of her colleg...  View profile

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  • Jack Wellman10/27/2010

    What a cute story Janice. please forgive me for not commenting more on your work. I am so sorry. Presently I am attending seminary for a masters, pastor of a church, and working (while riding a bike, chewing gum...LOL). I appreciate you and your work and your comments so much and thank you with apologies from me. I only publish about every 3 weeks now. God bless.

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