and Ringo was his name-O

One of the side benefits of living on the farm is that I can buy extra-cool Christmas presents with fur and four legs. This newest addition to the farm is allegedly the start of the "dairy" herd. He'll actually be wethered and become a pet, but he'll live with the dairy herd. His name is Ringo (Ringoat, actually, but it sounds the same) in honor of Maddy's newest music craze.

Since Christmas we've ditched the diaper idea, because it's more trouble than just putting him in his box every time he stands up. He's actually pretty predictable about when he's gonna pee.

Two little Nubian dairy girls have been reserved and are due to be born at the end of January. They should be adorable too. :)