The alpacas and goat came to us already named and we never got around to giving this guy a proper name…although a ton of them have gone through my head lately (mostly expletives).
He’s besties with the goat, often literally riding on top of him. I’m not sure if he thinks he’s a goat or the goat thinks he’s a rooster.
But at least lately, he has remembered he’s a chicken and has been trying to sneak in with the ladies and was successful. And just due to the busy nature of our family, he got to run wild and party hard with the ladies for quite a few days.
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