"loco como una cabra," this is a phrase that I hear a lot. I am known to be La Loquita in my relationship, The Little Crazy One. Perhaps, I am even loca como una cabra. Crazy as a goat. I'll let you be the judge of that.
There were little goats all over the village in the Philippines. The adult goats seemed surely to be pigmys and their babies... positively pocket-sized. I think if I hadn't been there with Pablo, one of those tiny cabras might have come home in my suitcase (insert mischievous grin).
nothing like farm animals to make your soul swoon :)
Baby pygmy goats. I die!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe not so cute in your apartment though... when they're fully grown and eating your laundry...