This little goat was born on one of the coldest days of the year in 2008. I remember the day well because it was the day I had to also pick my husband up at the airport in Tulsa, OK. I did not know what to do so I took the baby goat with us. I stopped at the feed store to pick up baby goat mike and a bottle off to Tulsa we went. We arrived at the airport early and Jim's flight had not touch down yet. You know you are in Oklahoma when you see a goat at the airport. I remember this businessman from New York ask me about the goat. He was surprise when I answer him with a New York accent. Yes we are those people who left the east to come to the west to be farmer. I have learned a lot since those days and baby goats don't go to the airport any more.
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