Here's our little cheerleader...
8 months old and already shakin' the pom poms!
Now you see where the cankles come from...
Just like Mom's goats!
In case you don't know the story, we were in
Yosemite in the summer and an older man
was chatting with us and asked if we had been hiking
and we said Yes. He said, "Well I bet with THOSE
(pointing to my legs) you just ran up that mountain
like a little mountain goat!"
So now my legs are affectionately known as Goats.
1 comment:
Between your goats and the Draeger's side - let's be honest - she didn't stand a chance! My friend would call mine baked potatoes! Oh gees! At least she too cute to even notice! :)
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