Goats Want What They Want

via Baby Drinks Bottle of Water! | Chickens in the Road.

This picture from Chickens in the Road reminds me of a scene I wrote recently in my cozy mystery A Bull by the Horns.  Only Larry isn’t a baby and he’s reaching for spilled grain instead of a bottle.

Madeleine tried next, hesitant at first, but delighted when Moe’s soft lips began to nuzzle her offering.  Kikki shoveled out a huge handful of grain, thrusting it toward Larry who was trying to push Curley away from Stephan’s palm.

“Wait, Kikki.” I tried to stop her, but it was too late.  The greedy buck grabbed for the food but nipped fingers instead.  Kikki shrieked and pulled away, spilling grain both in and outside of the fence.  All three goats dove for it, Larry characteristically head butting the other two to get there first.

Kikki started crying hysterically, holding her hand out in front of her.

“There, there.” Stephan tried to comfort her by putting an arm around her shoulders. “See? No harm done.  He’s barely made a mark.”

Larry’s blunt teeth had left depressions in her skin but had not broken through.  Kikki, however, continued to wail as if her appendage hung by a bloody thread. The offending goat stuck his head through the fence wire, practically strangling himself as he lipped dirt and fallen seed from the other side.

Flour Tortillas

If I had known it was this easy, I’d have been doing this all along.  Click the picture or the link below to find out how to put these ingredients to use thanks to Suzanne McMinn at Chickens in the Road, Farm Bell Recipes.

Difficulty: Easy

Servings: 12 (or the size you make them)

Prep Time: 30 min Cook Time: 1 min per tortilla


3 cups all-purpose flour

2 teaspoons baking powder

1 teaspoon salt

1/4 cup shortening or lard

1 cup milk

via Flour Tortillas – Thick & Chewy | Farm Bell Recipes.

The Slanted Little House | Chickens in the Road

I found this wonderful website about country living I wanted to share.  There is so much goodness to read here, that I’m afraid it’s going to be a long while before I can drag myself off to bed, but I wanted to call your attention to this post Author Suzanne McMinn writes about why she chose to move to small town West Virginia.

It reminds me of the best things about country living.  Click through the link below to explore more country goodness.

My kids eat sandwiches sitting in apple trees. They jump fully clothed in the river if they want to. They skate on frozen creeks and they know how to pick a hoe out of the shed. They know what a low-water bridge is, and how to set a turtle trap. We don’t worry about burglars at night but raccoons. They eat corn on the cob and know they planted the seed.

via The Slanted Little House | Chickens in the Road.