Sweet Pea still sounds like a house cat stuck in the La Brea Tar Pits but I did figure out why she was hollering in the laundry room so much. Couldn't figure out why she'd sit in there and cry and cry. It's warm, there's food, for a goat it's a serious hook up. All I had to do was leave the laundry room light on for her and she settled right down. She doesn't mind staying in the laundry room, she just didn't like staying there in the dark. Whew. Now if I can just figure out why she still sounds like someone trying to strangle a squirrel life would be good. Funny thing happened tonight. It's snowing again, another 3-5 inches. I heard some babies hollering at the hay shed during patrol. They found a nice, comfy place under the hay tarp for a nap, but the snow drifted over it while they were asleep and then froze to the ground, trapping them under the tarp. I could hear them but not see them. As I got closer it looked like the tarp was trying to crawl away. Funny.