#baby goatie

[rmspeltzfarm]

Who WON the race

Can you tell which goatie won?

[f1stuffblog]

I doubt anyone had a better support than Manu today at Allianz ❤️

Baby Luca's first game 😍🥹🥺

Look at that little legs in the Addidas shoes 🥺

[kiddphel]

baby goat if he was even more Goat

[official-goat-posts]

WE LOVE HER TOO

SENDING HER MORE BABY GOAT LOVE

drawing of and for my beautiful gf who loves baby goats!!

[custardmylove]

INGO + SNEASEL!!!

My friend wrote a completely unrelated story for a class and it had an old man with his cat but I misheard and thought he had his cat in this silly little baby carry thingy.

I wanted to draw it and the only thing I could think of was Ingo so here it is!!

Different Version Under The Cut :)

Tried to draw some hisui scenery without a ref 💀 I'm also pretty happy with how Ingo and Sneasel turned out seeing as it's the second time I've drawn sneasel and the third for Ingo :D

EDIT: I FORGOT HIS GOATIE THINGY! >:( wince I forget it always I'm just going to headcannon it doesn't exist and none of you can stop me-

[greendragonette]

Random thought for today:

Hoofed animals have hoof capsules (aka fairy slippers) when they are born, which protects the mother from taking damage from her baby's hard and sharp feet during already risky pregnancy and travel through tight birth canal. Slippers are either quickly shed or worn down, but at their finest look like that:

Meanwhile, horns are usually managed via not growing until teenager or later, because mating display and/or fighting tool is hardly good reason for letting something even more bothersome than hooves stay so long so close to delicate tissues.

Makes me wonder how supernatural species fare with their biology.

Mommy centaur bitching at her hubby that his (still not 100% onto what even is walking) son leaves pieces of slippers everywhere, and she just got her stallion to neatly manage all his hair instead of leaving it in most inconvenient places

Dragon sharpening its claws on a slab of granite, and humans freaking out because huge f*cking lizard just destroyed their peace monument

Mers spending hours gossiping at cleaner shrimps colony, falling silent when little dudes swim into their mouths to nom on food remains stuck between sharp, sharp teeth (webbed hands are no good at this and fish bone picks can only do so much)

Harpy having a sand bath

Satyrs/goaty demons fighting over a female via mashup of roughhousing and slamming their horns against each other

-in a later scene said female freaks out when she sees her baby has weird, almost tentacly abominations on its feet and another one covering its whole scalp (hiding stubby horns)

-for a better comedy outcome she's some other weird species (hormones during mating season are crazy), like beforementioned harpy or lamia, and the winner demon freaks out when his kid's misshapen mouth falls off (egg tooth)

-because neither of them figured out it's a good idea to talk about baby stage of each species

-whoops

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

I JUST NOTICED THIS-

What happened to Negative Numbuh 4's goatie?

WHY DIDN'T I NOTICE THIS EARLIER- >:[[[[

(Am pissed at myself rn)

That's a bit of a story. The one he had as a kid?

Fake. He imitated someone in an old show he once saw. Something about space and evil people conquering it and one day they meet their "nice" selves who defeat them... yeah, sure...

As a teen he had a thought of growing a real one, but he needed a "baby face" as much as he could to have people fall for his "redemption". And it worked! Until he was taken in again.

But as he got freed once more...

He went for the real stuff. And something told him his counterpart would hate it. He was right on that.

[official-goat-posts]

GOATS GOATS GOATS

baby goats

dedenne official, goat friend, how are you

[melanieph321]

Gabriel Medina x Reader - Untamable Part 2/8

Part 1

Reader spends the summer with her first love, Gabriel Medina, for him to get a chance to know their three year old son. However, both Reader and Gabriel struggle to keep their feelings at bay.

Enjoy!

Nemo wanted to walk on his own. He stumbled out of your grandmother house with no sense of direction at all. The still gathered crowd regarded him curiously as he made his way down the driveway. You walked not too far behind, ignoring the mumbles around you. The neighbors had stayed for this moment alone. The moment you would come face to face with—"

"Y/N."

A white Chevrolet with its widows tinted, stood parked along the sidewalk. Beside it stood a man dressed in a grey t-shirt and board shorts.

"Gabriel?" His name escaped your mouth unintentionally. Almost like a fever dream. He looked nothing like you remembered him, having left him as a boy with a cheeky smile and chubby cheeks. Before you stood a man, dark wavy hair and a sleeve covered in tattoos. His face was carved along his sharpened jaw, and a goatie grew on his chin below his mustache covered lips. He was fairly built, the bumps of his muscles visible through his straining t-shirt. And he was tall, almost two heads taller than yourself.

"Papa."

Gabriel's gaze left yours, shifting towards the ground. There, with his hands stretched above his head, was Nemo, who recognized Gabriel as the man from the pictures kept above his nightstand.

The crowd behind you sighed. Some of them even shed tears, watching Gabriel pick up Nemo in his arms, batting away his own tears.

"Go to him."

Your grandmother shoved you from behind. You stood frozen in the middle of the driveway. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't move.

"Gabriel, Gabriel. Can I have your autograph?"

Soon, the heartfelt crowd turned into a violent mob. Pushing each other in order to get closer to Gabriel, who was still holding Nemo in his arms.

"Please, please. I'm such a big fan. Can I just have one autograph?"

The neighborhood kids were the most brutal, fighting their way to get a chance to meet arguably one of the greatest surfers to have emerged from Brazil.

"Please." Gabriel said, trying to calm them down. "I'm only here for my family."

Things happened so fast. The escalation of the crowd forced Gabriel off the sidewalk and towards the house. He grabbed you along the way. Holding onto your hand until the silence of your grandmother's house fell upon you.

"Jesus." He said, running a hand through his hair. "That was crazy."

Nemo suddenly erupted in tears, crying for you to hold him. You did so, unhanding him from Gabriel.

"Poor baby." Your grandmother was not impressed. "How people can get. You'd think someone told them that the king was coming."

"Michael Jackson?"

"No, Elvis."

"Oh. Well, I'm really sorry about that." Gabriel said, watching you rock Nemo in your arms. "I really didn't think it would get this crazy."

"Maybe next time warn us before coming." Your grandmother gesticulated vividly with her hands. "This is São Sebastião not Rio de Janeiro. We aren't used to super surfistas like you casually paying us a visit. It would cause a riot."

"Mas vovó, eu também sou daqui." (But grandma, I'm from here too.)

"Please. Your family couldn't wait to abandon us as soon as they got a hold of a little money. Save your sweet talk for somebody else."

"Vovó" You frowned. She was being awfully rude.

"Just give the baby to me." She sneered. "I'm sure the two of you have a lot of things to catch up on."

You gave Nemo to your grandmother and suddenly found yourself alone in a room with the man you once loved.

"Y/N." Your name escaped his lips with such ease, like butter, and when he stepped forward to hug you all you could do was to oblige to the large arms that wrap around your body, hugging you tightly.

"Gabriel... I can't breathe." You tapped him on the shoulder.

He pulled back. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay."

"It's really not. This was meant to happen sooner."

"What?"

"Meeting you and the baby. But my family—"

"It's okay." You assured. The last thing you wanted to do was discuss Gabriel and the complicated relationship he had to his family. You had faced enough of that in your life.

"Let's just savor the moment." You said. "You're here now, aren't you?"

Gabriel smiled softly but fell victim to staring into your eyes for too long. Long enough to make the moment akward again.

"Sorry." He caught himself and chuckled. "It's just that you look so different."

"Me?" You frowned. "You're the one who put on a cows weight in muscle mass."

Gabriel's laughter sprung something within you, something you thought had died a long time ago.

"What's wrong?"

He saw the slight conflict that appeared in your eyes, seizing his laughter.

"Nothing I....I'm fine. A bit tired I guess."

"Don't worry. I'll drive us back to Maresias before sundown."

"Pardon?"

"What?" Gabriel shoved his hands into his pockets. His expression goes back to being annoyingly relaxed.

"What did you say about Maresias?"

"Oh, I said I'll get us there before sundown. Traffic here is way faster than in the city."

"We're not going to Maresias." The furrow of your brows deepened.

"Erm... but I thought that's what we agreed on. For you and Nemo to stay with me for the summer?"

"No, we agreed to stay closer to you in the summer. That's why we're here in São Sebastião, so that you can come and visit us without the hassle of coming all the way to the city."

Gabriel appeared bit disoriented. "So you're not coming to stay with me in Maresias?"

"No, absolutely not. What would even make you think—." You stopped yourself. The expression on Gabriel's face saying it all. The letters. One of which burned in your pocket.

"I'm sorry, Gabriel." You said softly. "I know that you want for the three of us to become a family again. However, that's just not happening."

He shook his head. "No, no. I get it. I shouldn't have assumed that you would want to stay with me after all this years. I just wanted to feel closer to my son, that's all."

A string of guilt struck your heart. But then you had to remember the numerous times you prayed for a moment, such as this one. A moment that never came. And it wasn't coming now.

"I'm sorry Gabriel. But this is the way it has to be."

"No, no. It's...fine." He scratched the back of his neck. "It's totally fine."

It wasn't fine. It took you everything not to cry.

"I guess I should head back home then, give the two of you a chance to settle in."

"Thank you Gab—"

"Oh, no, you're not." Your grandmother burst back into the room with Nemo pinned to her hip, a pacifier in his mouth.

"Vovó." You gritted your teeth. "Gabriel can leave if he wants to."

"Not with all those people still out there. If he does, they'll clamp down my yard, and I just planted new flowers."

It was settled, Gabriel was staying for dinner. Your grandmother cooked many of the dishes from your childhood, bringing back good memories. Most of your childhood memories were good. The bad ones were of your parents, who, along with your older brother, passed away in a car accident when you were just a young girl. That's actually how you got closer to Gabriel and his family. He was your brothers best friend, the two of them always up to no good. They'd spend most of their time surfing by the break of rocks, dreaming about going pro someday. At least one of them made it.

"Do you need help?"

You stood in the kitchen, interrupted by Gabriel, who stumbled upon you doing the dishes. Having him for dinner wasn't as bad as you had thought. You just had to ignore the fire that lit up inside of you every time he caught your eye from across the table. Or when his foot accidentally nudged yours underneath it.

"No, but thank you for asking."

"Alright then. Most of the people have left your grandmother's yard now, so I think I'm gonna make my way home."

You turned off the water, your back still turned to Gabriel who stood watching you from the doorway. "I guess I'll see you later then?" You said, swollowing the lump forming in the base of your throat.

"Yes. I'll probably come by the day after tomorrow. I have some work to do with my team until then."

"Your team?" You turned your head, watching him from the corner of your eye.

"Yeah. It's really just me and Rico. Rico, who you might remember? He was friends with Paulo and I back in high school."

"Oh." A weight pressed down on your chest at the mentioning of your brother.

"Yeah, he's actually my fitness coach now. He's gonna help me set up a program to prepare me for the next surfing tour."

"Of course." You nodded, dunking your hands into the dirty dish water just to hide the trembling of them.

"Well....I guess I better tell Nemo goodnight before I leave."

"Yes. Do that."

You stood in silence for a moment, hesitating to turn the water back on. A shadow then appeared behind you, isolating your frame. Gabriel's tattooed arms wrapped around your body, sliding down into the sink, into the dirty dish water.

"Do they still do that." He whispered, his voice deep in your ear.

"Y...yes." You nodded, the heat from his body not making the trembling any better.

"Are you still on medication?"

"No. I stopped taking them when I was pregnant. I guess I never found a reason to take them again."

"This should be a reason." Gabriel raised your hands up and out from the water, revealing your hands. To your surprise they had stopped trembling. But only because Gabriel was squeezing them tightly, stabilizing the panic within you.

His voice was calm in your ear. "There's nothing to be ashamed about. It's normal to take medication for these sorts of things."

"It really isn't." You chuckled. "Not when your family has been dead for years."

Soft lips were pressed into your hair, followed by a whisper, "You're family is not dead. We're right here with you."

You made the mistake of turning around and facing him, his arms caging you between him and the kitchen sink. His lips looked so kissable, Gabriel's eyes convincing you to do just that. Kiss him. However, he only leaned in to knock his forhead against yours. "I'll be back the day after tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay."

He kissed your temple and you let him. "Good. I'll see you."

You watched him leave the kitchen and disappear down the hall. A quiet beat, followed by Nemo's laughter suddenly echoing throughout the house, below it and above it, as if he was being tossed in the air. The laughter eventually seized, followed by Gabriel, who passed the kitchen on his way towards the door. "Goodnight, Y/N."

It took everything for you to say it back. "Goodnight Gabriel."

He left the house as you approached the kitchen window, watching him make his way down the driveway back to his car. Some resilient kid from the neighborhood popped out of nowhere with a pen and paper. And like you knew he would, Gabriel took his time to sign his autograph on that piece of paper, leaving the young boy beaming from ear to ear.

"He's a good man, that I'll admit."

"Jesus, vovó. You scared me."

She had appeared by your side like a cat in the night. Like you, her gaze was fixiated out of the window, regarding Gabriel as he finally hopped into his car.

"Just don't let him break your heart again." She said, a stern look on her face. "Never again."

Part 1

[rmspeltzfarm]

Flying Goats

Goatie fun

[alliebby]

Saw a baby goatie this week! I forgot to show you all 🥺 its so cute

[official-goat-posts]

IT'S AN OFFICIAL GOAT POST

we love ladies with baby spinach

The biggest downside to having goats in city limits and making a goat moat around your yard, is that a little old lady will find out about your goats, fall in love, and start buying bagged spinach to feed them.

And the goats will learn the sound of her little wheeled shopping cart and start screaming their heads off, begging for pre-washed baby spinach as soon as she's half a block away.

They're so spoiled. So, so spoiled. But at least everyone loves them. But seriously, so spoiled.

[velvetvexations]

Goats are a job that turned into a hobby/interest for me... I work at a dairy and now have 3 wethers (fixed bucks) at home. I've got a Lamancha (pictured), Alpine, and Nubian: All dairy goat breeds.

The Lamancha is Gordon- He's not purebred, otherwise his ears would be shorter. But I still love him. Lamancha's are hit or miss with people because of their strange ears.... maked them look kind of bald/like a bug, but that's why they're my favorite breed.

1st photo is from a few days ago, 2nd is a baby photo from about 3 ½ months ago. (If you ever need goat pictures, baby or other wise I got you)

Goaties! They're perfect.

[goatskickin]

Happy Pride! Thanks for all your creations and everything you contribute to the Sims community!

(If you want to see some adorable goat kids in pajamas hopping around, I recommend the Sunflower Farm Creamery channel on YouTube!)

Happy Pride anon! 🌈

And you are most welcome - one of the best parts of making cc is when people tell me they enjoy it!

Thank you for the cute baby goatie vid recommendation as well. I had to put down my sweet and very elderly dog today. This may just be the thing to cheer me up up. 🥹

[bunbeeplays]

The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 116 - A Horse Girl Awakening

The Lemon girls have big plans today!

Ophelia: Are you excited to go to the petting zoo with Jaden, Gem?

Gemma: Yeah!

Xander: I'm excited I have to work and don't have to talk to Jaden's mom!

Ophelia: Stop.

I mean, valid, but he shouldn't say it in front of Gemma.

After breakfast, Ophelia gets down on Gemma's level to have a little chat with her.

Ophelia: I know you've been talking about horses a lot lately…

Gemma: We're gonna see a horsey?

Ophelia: Yes, I called the owner and he does have a horse on the lot. Buuuut…

Gemma: I get to ride the horsey?

Ophelia: I'm afraid not. You're not tall enough yet.

Gemma: I get to pet the horsey?

That's what they need to talk about.

Ophelia: The horse's owner said that he's skittish and doesn't like strangers touching him. We'll just have to look.

Ophelia: You'll still get to see a real-life horse, though! And there's lots of sheep and goats and a llama! You can pet those all you want.

Gemma: Bu-But Mommy! I wanna pet the horsey!

Ophelia: I know, muffin, but it's not safe for a little girl to be near a skittish horse.

She's usually so sweet, so it's a bit of a shock when Gemma suddenly snaps.

Gemma: NO! I wanna pet the horsey!

Ophelia: Gemmy, I know you're upset-

Gemma: Mommy's MEAN! I WANNA PET THE HORSEY!

Ophelia reminds herself that Gemma is a toddler and is still learning how to process her emotions before she takes it personally.

Ophelia: I know you're disappointed, Gemma, but we don't yell when we don't get our way. I'm not trying to be mean, but you'll have to wait, okay?

Gemma's anger sizzles out and is replaced with sadness.

Gemma: Ho-Horseeeeyyyy….

Ophelia hates seeing her little girl so upset, but it's her job to protect her, even if Gemma doesn't like it.

Ophelia: I know, baby, it's not fun waiting until you're bigger to do something you want to do, huh?

Gemma continues to sob but she nods.

Ophelia: This horsey gets scared easily. Sometimes when horses get scared, they accidentally hurt people. We don't want to get hurt, right?

Gemma: N-No…

She clumsily wipes her tears away.

Ophelia: We can still go make friends with the horsey. You need to stick close to Mommy though, okay? We just can't touch. I promise you, we'll make sure you ride a horse when you're big enough. You'll just have to be patient.

Gemma: Pay-tent?

Ophelia: Patient. It means you have to wait, but it'll be so much better when you do.

Gemma: O-Okay, Mommy.

Ophelia can't help but feel relieved she prevented a full-blown tantrum. She's also glad this didn't happen in front of Jaden's judgmental mother.

Ophelia: I know that doesn't make you feel less sad, but would a hug help?

Gemma nods.

Ophelia gathers her daughter up in a hug, hoping the comforting touch will lighten her mood. It seems to work!

At least Gemma gets to play with her friend and see a real-life horsey!

They all arrive at the petting zoo, and Ophelia gets Lulu in the back carrier while Gemma and Jaden babble at each other.

Gemma: Hi, Jay-Jay! We're gonna see a horsey!

Jaden: Wooooow. I wanna see a dolphin but Mommy says they prob'ly don't have one.

Anna approaches the two kids.

Anna: Why hello there, Gemma. You look very pretty in your dress.

Gemma: Thank youuuu!

Why did Daddy not want to hang out with Jaden's mommy? She seems nice!

First stop, the llama! Gemma pets her thick wool and admires how fluffy she is.

Tina the llama wonders if Gemma has any hay for her.

Jaden is a little scared of how big the llama is. This bunny is more his speed.

Jaden: H-Hi, bun-bun.

He pats the bunny, who seems to appreciate how gentle he's being.

The group makes their way back to where the goats and sheep are… which just also happens to be where Coconut the horse wandered over to.

Gemma: Lookit the horsey!

Jaden: I wanna pet the goaties and sheepies!

And so he does. This little guy is having the time of his life!

Gemma stays close to her momma, just like she told her to, because truth be told, she didn't realize how BIG horses are in real life. It's a little scary, but she still thinks he's so beautiful!

She watches him trot off, and she imagines what it'd be like riding him.

Gemma: Pretty horsey!

Anna: Why yes, all of the Watcher's creations are amazing, aren't they?

This lady talks about the Watcher a lot, whoever that is.

Anna: Are you having fun, honey?

Jaden: Yeah! Thank you Momma!

Anna: You're so welcome, my sweet boy.

Jaden likes spending time with his mommy when Daddy's not around. She's a lot more affectionate when he's not there.

She might not be able to ride it, but Gemma likes the mini sheep too. So fluffy!

Anna has to take a phone call. Jaden watches her walk off and decides to talk to Gemma's mommy, who took Lulu out of her carrier.

Jaden: Baby?

Ophelia: Yeah, this is Gemma's baby sister.

Jaden: Can I play with her?

Ophelia: Sure! Let me put her down someplace safe.

Anna, meanwhile, reassures her husband.

Anna: Calvin, dear, you don't need my approval. You're my husband, I fully submit to your will and I know you're doing what is right by the Watcher. Do it.

Jaden tells Lulu a silly story. She seems entertained, at least. Or maybe she just likes his fun red hair.

Jaden would love to have a baby sibling of his own. Seems like his mommy would too, she's always talking about it, but it keeps not happening.

Coconut runs around outside the gate and the kids watch him in admiration.

Jaden: Are you really gonna ride a horsey when you're big?

Gemma: Yeah!

Jaden: Whoa.

Lulu pulls out her toy and ignores the big kids and the horse. Unbothered queen.

Jaden: I like your baby sister.

Gemma: I like her too! We can share.

Quit talking about Lulu like she's a toy, Gem! Lulu doesn't seem too bothered, at least.

Gemma: I can be your sister too!

Jaden: Really?

Gemma: Yeah! And you can be MY sister!

Jaden: Wow! Thanks!

Someone needs to teach them what a "brother" is, I guess.

Jaden looks so happy! He's had a hard time making friends at church, it's so great to have a friend his own age - a sister!

Gemma might have been disappointed not to be able to interact with the horse, but she always has a good time with Jaden!

[ask-doccy]

(Follow up from the toy ask)

Plushies, got it! And sure, I'd love to see.

-*doccy excitedly lays their plush collection out on the bed, being sure to pat each one on the head as they do so.*-

[These are the following plushes: a sheep poorly dyed pink, a vex, a minecraft zombie with orange yarn sewn on the head, a goat, a fluffy fire ball, a warden, Hatsune miku, a really ratty Raggedy Anne, and a knit etho]

This is onkel zeddy. He's a sheep. I made the plushy pink all by myself!! This one is Herr Cubby! He's a vex! Then this is Onkel Cleo!

This is dada but I call him mister goaty. The fire ball is Onkel Tango! And the warden is from Onkel Tango!!

Then this is ham... hap... ha-su-may miku! She's a singer! I like her songs! And this is Anna! She's from dada. She was dadas plushy when he was a baby goat like me!

And lastly this is Onkel Effo! Onkel Bubs made him for me!

-*doccy looks very proud of themself*-