The dogs were going crazy, barking tonight, so I asked Bryan to go and “check things out.” Â Within a few minutes, he called me to the front door, which was open and said “Listen.” I listened. Â A crying baby goat … or a crying baby … they sound very similar. Â Since Milky was pregnant, though we thought not due for a little while longer, we figured it was a crying baby goat. Â We hadn’t even moved her back to the kidding stall yet, because we thought she was probably due mid-August. Â So we ran out to the pasture to find her and possibly babies. Â Sure enough, two baby goats were wandering and crying and no doubt looking for mama, who herself was probably just trying to get somewhere away from Max. Â We’ve moved mama and babies back to the goat house and I snapped a few shots with my Blackberry. Â I think they’re bucks but it was really dark, so I’ll be looking more carefully in the morning. Â Here are the first photos.