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Every Girl needs a Goat

We had a beautiful day here in Oklahoma yesterday, so we took advantage of it and spent time outside.  Paisley has met our big dog and our goat before, but she is so much more aware now.  So, we put on her adorable winter hat and headed out to the backyard for some bonding time!
It was dark outside, so I couldn't get great pictures (blame me, not the camera).  But you get the idea.  We are so lucky to have 5 dogs and a goat who all really like our baby.  They're all very good with her and even tolerate her pulling on their ears and hair which CANNOT feel good.  She squeals with happiness when they pay attention to her!

The chihuahua is Tinkerbell and she's our newest rescue dog.  She is incredibly gentle with Paisley and loves any attention given.  The crazy haired one on the back of the chair is Bentley.  She's definitely our wild child.  Her and Paisley are the best of friends, and she takes most of the ear pulling because she'll put up with anything!  The sweet white one is Mya, and she is my princess (also the favorite, but don't tell the others).  During my pregnancy, I would fall asleep on the couch and she would sleep by my side.  I would wake up and she'd be shivering without a blanket.  Now, she still gets up every time I have to get up with Paisley.  She'll drag herself across the house with me and sit in the recliner while I nurse.  I know she's exhausted, but she's very faithful.  Paisley has a lot of love from her furry family!!!

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  1. SarahJanuary 16, 2011 at 6:10 PM

    You have a GOAT?! haha :) Thats so cool. And 5 dogs?? So jealous :( Looks like Paisley gets a lot of love!

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  2. finchJanuary 17, 2011 at 8:23 AM

    A goat! How strange yet, somehow appropriate for a vet's daughter. I see many hamsters and pet rabbits in your future!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    wow, and I thought we were animal hoarders! ;) That Bentley is just too crazy-adorable looking! what a face!

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