And we are all well pleased.
The family that took the Apple Dumplin's came back and took Tart and Bing as well.
When we met to turn over the Apple Dumplin's, the youngest daughter took a shine to Tart, and carried her around the whole time we were together. Tart's feet never touched the ground.
The older daughter was all over Bing, as she has a goat that she is training to pull a cart, and wants another to go with him. Apparently Bing will make an esthetically pleasing compliment to "Bubba."
So at the hand off today, each of the girls were holding their respective goats, and the older said, "He is going to be trained to a cart," and the younger pipes up, "And she is going to be trained to a pillow!"
I do not think we could have found a better home for the Bombs.
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| Last night's milk induced stupor. Remember the Krew's puppies? This puts them to shame. |
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