NO LONGER CONFIDENTIAL! by Charlotte

Well I finally did it! Yes, (this is Charlotte again), I FINALLY FOUND OUT THAT VELVET IS PREGNANT! She only thinks she's keeping these things from me, but oh I AM GOOD! Last night ALL of we eighteen goats except Velvet were in the pen waiting to be closed up by our goat mother. Now where do you think Velvet deary was? YOU GUESSED IT. Outside of the pen - EATING!
Now, if you are a goat you would probably understand this a little better. But since you are not (or at least I'm only assuming you are not), I will do my best to explain this obvious clue. When a goat is going to kid in a month or so, they tend to be very hungry. Sadly, I have no idea why - I just know that's the way it is. I am sure you must be thinking, "Why in the world do they have such a big appetite?" - I know, I know, it really sounds absurd, doesn't it? Never the less, it is the truth and just the way it goes when we beautiful does are expecting kid(s).
So, there you have it! VELVET WAS OUT IN THE DARK STILL GRAZING. That's sign enough for me. If she was trying to keep it from me (which I know she was) - her secret is no longer confidential....I AM TELLING THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!!!!!
VELVET IS GOING TO HAVE BABIES SOON!
Now I am not trying to be mean or anything to her, I just don't understand why she was so protective of that little fact...if I were her, I'd be screaming it as a ran in circles all the way around the field as all eighteen goats gazed at me dumbfounded with their mouths open wide!!! WHAT A THRILLER!!!
Let's see, how many kiddings would this be for her now? MY GOODNESS! THIS WOULD BE HER SEVENTH!!  WHAHOO VEL-VE-TA!!!

ALAS! MY SON! MY SON!! - written and told by THE BEAUTIFUL CHARLOTTE

Okay. This is THE BEAUTIFUL CHARLOTTE once again!! Hello, thank you, thank you, and thank you!! I am here to simply tell you a horrific story of mine that occurred last night.
Here it is,  please have a tissue box close by - you'll need it - or I know I will.
Last night, my goat mothers walked down to our goat house to close us all up. Our main goat mother seemed to be in a BIG hurry like it was black Friday (correction: it was black outside, but it wasn't Friday). Soon after running quite a few feet she reached our goat house (yes, all nineteen of us have finally moved back in to OUR house after the loud feathery birds have grown up). Because she was in a hurry, she made all the ducks and geese go a little bit into hysterics as she picked up the blocks covering our door and dropped them quickly into the mud. Opening the door, she counted us as fast as she could...turns out there were only six of us. Well, she yells to the other goat mother (she is constantly looking at the stars) and heads for the loafing shed where she finds everyone else - including MY BRADLEY!! I was in the goat house and realized MY BABY was missing!!!!! I had no idea where he was! And then, hark! I heard his sweet little peep of a bleat from afar! Yes, my son was still alive....only I couldn't see him in the black of the night - but I HEARD HIM. My heart was about to stop, my whole body was close to fainting in the dirty mud - I'm very glad I didn't!!! (note: this is where you begin using your tissues.). 
THEN ALAS!!!!!! MY SON!! MY SON!! Our goat mother began carrying him to me with great care as he bleated and bleated for his mother...ME OF COURSE. Our departure was almost through! She gently set him on the ground as he hastened towards me - hungry as a bear! DONE. FINISHED. We were no longer a part....WE WERE UNITED ONCE AGAIN. VICTORY!!
Okay. That was the really good part of my heartwrenching story. But this is the end. Our goat mothers were able to move all the goats from the loafing shed back into the goat house. I finally figured out why they were in such a hurry - it was going to storm. Right before they got the last 2-4 goats in the pen.....BOOM!! RAIN. All of us started running around in hysterics trying to find shelter - "EVERYONE! IN THE GOAT HOUSE! IN THE GOAT HOUSE!". I heard my sweet Cookie tell us.  So that's what we did. Me and my Bradley were together sitting on the floor of the house as we listened to the pitter patter of the rain drops - as long as I had my Bradley, I would be alright! (and as long as Bradley had me, HE would be alright - after all, I am his main food source you know!). 
                                                                          THE END.

Discussion Of The Latest News On The Lovely Goat Farm - By Charlotte (the most beautiful goat in the world.)

Hello, I'm Charlotte. I guess you probably want to know what I look like before I begin discussing the latest news of my fellow goaties. Be sure to notice that I AM BEAUTIFUL. That's always the most important fact about myself.

Now yes, I do know what you are most likely thinking at this very moment..."WOW! She's got large ears!". Well if that is what you're thinking, then...maybe they are to you...but to me...THEY ARE GORGEOUS! NO other goat I know has ears like mine, so that's why their sooooo special!

Okay, before I give you a run down, let me give you a brief biography of myself. Trust me, I'll make it snappy.

First, I was born on February 10, 2009 to my mother, Valorie. My father is Pete. When I was little, I loved to jump around like a little dear, and I liked to eat my breakfast, lunch, or dinner from another mother goat, Cassidy, sometimes. She was the mommy of Arthur, a VERY good friend of mine at the time - not so much anymore of course. Anyway, I also loved to climb and play around with my goat mothers and goat father. It was the life! Anyway, as you can tell, I grew up. This past February was my very first birthday - I feel so old! Especially when I had my first baby on April 10, 2010. It was a little boy with very handsome features - he got his looks from me of course! He's a lovely little thing and ALWAYS wants to eat! Now I know how my mother must have felt when I constantly wanted food.

Anway, that's my short little biography - much too condenced, but enough to serve it's purpose at this moment. My goodness, I good tell you THOUSANDS of stories about my life of one year and  five months...it's amazing what can happen to you in such a short time.

The update. Well...............................................................................................................oh yeah. Starlene is now beginning to get her womanly features as she is now...oh let's see here...three months old - but trust me, she still has a LONG way to go. Bradley, my sweet little son is now 2 months old. And like I said, he is EXTREMELY handsome. I have no doubt in my mind that HE is the most handsome little goatie fellow I've ever seen! And I am NOT biased, I just have very good opinions. I know you would agree with me the very moment you got a good look at my baby boy.

Anyway, no mother is going to be kidding any time soon. Velvet might kid in a couple months...she just won't tell me. Just the other day I asked her, "Oh Velvet, when are you due?" - and yes, I said it in the sweetest way. And wouldn't you know it? This is what she said, "None of your business." I should have known. She's never liked me in the past, so why did I think she would like me now? Who knows. I was just asking.

Spencer has grown a lot since he has come out here to live with us. My goat mother says he's my little brother, which makes ME his big sister - but somehow I just don't believe her. He would drink out of this weird bottle like thing for a really long time - which is just not the way you eat. Even my mother told me once, "Who is that odd fellow? And what is that thing he keeps eating out of?".  Now.....if he really was my little brother, than we would both have the same mommy...but as far as I know - she has no idea who he even is! Of course, by now he fits in pretty well. He does get a lot of attention from that goat mother of ours.

The last piece of information from my fellow goaties is this. Our goat mothers and goat fathers were planning on selling Gennavieve, Annaliese, Cocoa, Hosea, Brownie, Starlene, and maybe Cookie. But as you can see...that hasn't happened yet, or I would have told you in the first sentence of this discussion. I can't tell you the reason, because I don't know it myself. All I can say is that all of the goats of which I listed are THANKFUL!!!! I'm really glad they weren't going to sell me - I would put up a fight they would remember! But don't tell them that of course, we don't want to give them any ideas you know.

So this concludes my ever to short discussion of the latest "goings-on" at my lovely farm of which all nineteen of us reside with pride and loyalty.

THANK YOU.

Oh yes, and always remember this...."Charlotte IS beautiful." (me of course!)