Our goat kids are now five weeks old, and have taught themselves a new trick: jumping onto Mom’s back. One leap, and they’re perched on top of her. Actually, this is nothing compared to their antics running around the barn while we’re milking the two does. They scramble impossibly high up onto piles of hay and straw bales, and perch gracefully even when the bales start tottering. Reminds me that goats, for all we’ve domesticated them, are still basically mountain creatures. And they sure are fun to watch.