#bottle baby goats

[rmspeltzfarm]

Country Girl Success in the Ring

[sippihippie]

[sweetgrimm]

Be the Goat

-refuse to take bottle because you’ve never nursed before (mom never let you :( )

-drink a solid two ounces (you’re supposed to drink 8-10 ounces)

-milk nap

[weedhillfarm]

Imagining my beautiful life when i dont have the lamanchas under my kitchen table or those alpine bucks 🧡🧡🧡

[crimsoncrocuta]

Figured out how to keep a belly band on young master William Elizabeth Wonkyson... a Supernatural t-shirt I picked up at a thrift store like 10 years ago that is too small for me but I refused to get rid of. 😅

[pineapplesquid]

I can’t describe how cute the baby’s current obsession with glasses and mugs is (it all started with seltzer cans, but she’s branched out).

First she sees that you have a drink, and starts staring in longing. Then, if you bring it at all closer to her (even by accident), she starts tipping her head back and reaching out and up hopefully. If you keep coming, she starts her happy panting/laughing, and sticks out her tongue in anticipation.

Once it’s in reach she grabs it, hugs it to her face, and rapturously starts licking/chomping on the edge where the bottom and side meet. She’ll establish suction and really latch on if you let her, which makes great noises in a can. With only brief breaks to try to wrestle it down so she can see inside and potentially drink some of your tea, she’ll keep this up as long as you hold the mug for her.

[journiland]

Naptime for Jupiter.

I've got to watch he doesn't end up called "Beep," because I keep calling him that. When he's getting hungry for a bottle, he goes "Beepbeepbeep. Beepbeepbeep."

All the charts say to make sure they gain enough weight while they're on the bottle, but nobody said how much! I finally asked the breeder, and she said not to quote her, but possibly 10 percent of their weight a day. I found an example feeding chart that concurred.

He hasn't gained that much in the first two days, but we realized he didn't like his hay (the bagged, expensive stuff!) We switched to Uncle Garden Guru's hay, and he loves it.

Also started giving pellets. Again, everything says "a small amount." What is a small amount?!? A teaspoon? A half cup? One of the kind moderators at the goat forum answered that, right after I saw an example that was about the same, so he can have about 4 oz. over a course of a day, but he doesn't eat them all.

He is gaining much better now. 🙂

[goatgeneration]

goatgeneration (shop)

[dracanthropic]

Ugh. Google when I said "where" I meant it. I don't need to know HOW to bottle feed goats I want to know WHERE and WHO will LET ME.

[rmspeltzfarm]

Teach them Boys to be RIGHT

[23victoria]

“P1 BABY!!”

lewis hamilton x wife!reader

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warnings: smut

authors note: HE FUCKING WONN!!! SO SO SO HAPPY FOR HIM!! IVE BEEN CRYING ALL DAY!! I LOVE HIM SO MICH HE DESERVES IT!! GOAT OF F1! ❤️

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P1 for my baby at Silverstone!!! I am beyond proud and amazed by this man everyday. His dedication, determination, grace, courage, and love for this sport and his fans is beautiful to see and experience! Thank you to the fans for all your support and love!! Seeing you guys out there today was beautiful! Such an emotional day for us all! I never gave up on him no matter how many times he gave up on himself, I believed in him and so did you. Today was proof that he is and will always be the Greatest Of All Time in F1! Lewis, I love you forever and always ❤️! Still We Rise!! 🙌🏾🫶🏾❤️🥹

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You can hardly contain your excitement as you stand amidst the roaring crowd at Silverstone, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. The air vibrates with the sound of engines and the fervent cheers of fans, all eyes on the track. You’re right there in the thick of it, feeling every heartbeat, every surge of adrenaline as the race unfolds.

Lewis Hamilton, your hero, your partner, is in the lead. You clutch the edge of your seat, your breath hitching with every turn he takes. The final lap approaches, and the world seems to hold its breath. The finish line is in sight, and when Lewis crosses it, a wave of euphoria sweeps over the grandstands. He’s done it. He’s won!

Tears blur your vision as you leap to your feet, joining the chorus of ecstatic fans. The noise is deafening, but all you can think about is getting to him. You push through the crowd, your heart pounding in time with the chants of his name. When he steps out of the car, the expression on his face is pure joy.

You break into a run, the world around you a blur, and before you know it, you’re in his arms. He lifts you off your feet, holding you tight as both of you cry tears of happiness.

“I knew you could do it,” you whisper, your voice choked with emotion. “You’re so talented, and this is just the beginning. There’s so much more to come.”

He kisses you deeply, and the world fades away until it’s just the two of you, lost in the moment. “I love you,” he murmurs against your lips.

“I love you too,” you reply, feeling a surge of pride and love swell in your chest.

Lewis makes his way to the podium, and you watch him, your heart swelling with pride. The cheers of the crowd wash over you as he lifts the trophy, the culmination of all his hard work and dedication.

.•☆.°.•.*₊ ☆ .*₊ .• ☆.°.• .

The evening finds you both at a club, the celebration in full swing. The music is loud, the lights are bright, and the energy is contagious. You dance and drink, savoring every moment. You’re surrounded by friends and fans, all celebrating Lewis’s incredible victory.

With a bottle of Almave in hand, you toast to the night, to the future, to love and success. The two of you dance like there’s no tomorrow, feeling the warmth and comfort of being together. The music fades into the background as you lose yourselves in the moment, simply enjoying being with one another

The celebration at the club has left you both exhilarated and slightly tipsy, the world a delightful blur of lights and music. Now, as you step into the quiet sanctity of your bedroom, the atmosphere shifts, becoming charged with a different kind of energy.

Lewis looks at you, his eyes dark with desire and affection. You smile, stepping closer to him, your fingers lightly grazing his arm. “Tonight is about you,” you whisper, your voice soft but filled with intent.

You begin with a slow, lingering kiss, your lips exploring his with a gentle but growing hunger. He responds in kind, his hands finding your waist, pulling you closer. You can feel the heat of his body through your clothes, the anticipation building with every heartbeat.

You guide him to the bed, your hands slipping under his shirt, feeling the taut muscles beneath. You lift the fabric, exposing his chest, and he helps you by raising his arms, letting you pull the shirt over his head. You take a moment to admire him, his skin gleaming in the soft light.

You push him gently onto the bed, straddling him. Your hands explore his body, fingers tracing the lines of his abs, the contours of his chest. You kiss your way down his neck, savoring the taste of his skin. He moans softly, his hands on your hips, guiding you closer.

Your lips continue their journey downward, kissing, licking, teasing. When you reach the waistband of his pants, you pause, looking up at him with a mischievous smile. He meets your gaze, his eyes filled with a mix of love and lust.

Slowly, you undo his belt, the sound of the buckle hitting the floor loud in the quiet room. You slide his pants down, revealing the growing bulge in his boxers. You kiss along the line of his hip, teasing him, making him wait. His breath hitches, his hands clenching the sheets.

Finally, you remove his boxers, freeing his cock. You take him in your hand, stroking him gently, your eyes never leaving his. You lean down, your lips brushing against the tip, tasting him. His reaction is immediate, a groan of pleasure escaping his lips.

You take your time, teasing him with your mouth, your tongue, until he’s trembling beneath you, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Just when he thinks he can’t take any more, you stop, moving back up to kiss him deeply.

“Please,” he whispers against your lips, his voice hoarse with need.

You smile, positioning yourself over him, guiding him inside you. The sensation is intense, both of you gasping as you begin to move together. The rhythm is slow at first, building gradually, each movement bringing you closer.

As the passion builds, he flips you over, positioning you on your stomach. His hands grip your hips, pulling you up so you're on your knees. You feel his fingers tangle in your hair, giving a gentle but firm tug as he thrusts into you from behind. The intensity of the angle makes you cry out in pleasure, the sensation overwhelming.

He continues to thrust in and out of you, the pace quickening, each movement more powerful than the last. You feel yourself tightening around him, the tension building as his name falls from your lips in a breathless moan. His grip on your hair tightens, pulling your head back slightly, exposing the curve of your neck. He leans forward, his breath hot against your skin as he whispers words of love and desire.

Feeling the edge approaching, he slows down, pulling out and flipping you onto your back again. He positions himself between your legs, lifting one of your thighs over his shoulder, deepening the angle. His eyes lock onto yours, the connection between you electric as he thrusts in and out of you.

The intensity is almost too much to bear, every thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing over you. You reach up, your hands gripping his arms, feeling the muscles tense and flex with each powerful thrust. The look in his eyes is one of pure adoration, mixed with a raw, primal desire that sends shivers down your spine.

“Lewis,” you moan, your voice trembling with pleasure. “I’m so close.”

He responds with a deep, passionate kiss, his thrusts becoming faster, driving you both to the brink. The tension inside you finally snaps, your body arching as you come, a cry of ecstasy escaping your lips. The sensation is overwhelming, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Lewis follows moments later, his release spilling into you as he groans your name, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

You collapse into each other, spent but utterly content. Your bodies are still tangled together, the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through you both. You lie there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside fading away, leaving just the two of you, basking in the warmth of your love and the triumph of the day.

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[devil-in-hiding]

I just finished reading on the run, and I love it so much, but I also can’t stop thinking how the boys would react to reader falling asleep with an orphaned lamb (I dunno if reader has sheep, but I do know it’s pretty common for them to orphan their kids, and lambs are really cute) after bottle feeding it

Reader falls asleep with any and all of her animals, but a good cuddle with the babies of the farm are the best

the first time they find you curled up with the lambs and goat kids, Soap just about falls to his knees from how precious you look

perfectly asleep on a pile of hay, like you did this all the time (you do), a lamb curled up near your chest and some of the goats acting as a backpack

they softly bleat at the men when they step to close, Ghost holding up his hands

they just want to take a picture

[muldermuse]

Headcanons for being Butcher's questionably young hookup??

fuck it il bite

loves being out at a bar with you, seeing guys your age eye you up but knowing full well that he’s taking you home. if he’s especially lucky, someone will try and buy you a drink but you’ll just point at butcher who waves at the now terrified looking lad

is obsessed when you wear baby t shirts. you send him ones you find online all the time that say shit like ‘throat goat’ and ‘i ❤️ older men’ and he lowkey desperately wants you to get one so you can ride him just wearing that

billy can be a fucking asshole so i feel like he wouldn’t tell anyone about you, which tbh you kind of get off on. when you’re on your knees with his cock slick in your hand with your spit, you’re telling him that you ‘love being his dirty little secret’

he gets off on the differences between you. he feels haggard and rundown and you’re full of life. you kinda dote on him, like getting him skincare and a water bottle. he rolls his eyes and tells you he’s a lost cause but does start up a skincare routine (just washing his face and moisturising lmao but it’s an improvement!!!) and drinks at least a tiny bit more water every day

adores fucking you in his car. preferably on top of you on the backseat so he feels so fucking big compared to you

[pedge-page]

Joel Dealing with Wife: The Duck Dilemma

Joel x F!Reader

Summary: a day at a local farm festival is all fun and games... until it isn't for Joel.

- - - -

He thought the little farm festival with petting area was going to be a good idea.( Like a dumbass) all the way up until Sarah, sitting atop his shoulders, actually sees the little enclosed area and the happy baby goats and sheep and piglets getting cozy around other little kids. Then she starts squealing and pointing excitedly, kicking Joel's chest and tugging his hair to move faster.

He sets her down right outside. You slather the complimentary hand sanitizer foam all between her fingers and up her wrists, and then carefully do the "Listening" chant so she pays attention.

"Remember, 2 finger pet. Veeeery gentle. Watch before you touch. No hands near mouths. And they do NOT need your kisses. Okay baby?"

She nods heavily once, seemingly understanding it all.

Then, you release her into the wild.

You and Joel watch from outside the gate as Sarah carefully waddles to each one in her overalls and little boots. She pets them gently, but they seem more interested in other kids with sticky remnants of food still on their fingers and mouths. Sarah looks so dejected, crossing her hands and waiting patiently.

Like the hero that he is, Joel motions her over and hands her a milk bottle he had somehow bought when you werent paying attention. She eagerly takes it with a smile and walks back to the center.

"Babas! Get babas!" Sarah shouts, holding up the milk bottle. Immediately all the animals come rushing  to her.

You panic for a moment that shes gonna be trampled and eaten. Instead she's laughing as they all lick her cheeks and tongues wag in favor of the bottle. She even takes turns with other kids to feed with the bottle and they pass around the affection. Once she finishes up, she skips back towards you.

You slather more handsanitzer on her and wipe her with your pack of wipes.

You go from each circle, learning about the new 2 week old piggies getting milk from momma, the boat of ducklings under their heating lamp, a  surprisingly impressive show of a squirrel on a mini jet ski, until finally wearing out for the day and walking back to the car with more cotton candy than you'll ever eat in your lifetime.

He can feel the question coming a mile away from you.

"Joel, can we get baby goat."

"No."

"Baby sheep?"

"No."

"Baby...baby duck?"

He holds up Sarah to your face. "How about this baby. Take this one home."

"Oh right. I do love that one." You hoist her into your arms so she can sit on your hip.

Car is loaded, Sarah buckled in a little too happily, and you indulge in some sugary goodness.

On way hone you two hear a peep from the back.

"What was that Sarah?"

"Nufin!" She says quickly. You turn and see her casually tossing her legs and looking around the car, blowing air through her lips pretending to whistle as if bored. Shrugging, you turn back to the front.

But you hear some peeping again, and see through the mirror that Sarah is kissing an emerging little bill in her jacket that is moving of its own.

"Sarah, WHAT IS that."

The little duck pokes it's head out.

You gasp, covering your mouth. "Oh my god..."

Joel whips around and widens at the stowaway duckling nestled into her chest.

He looks between you and Sarah several times before landing his mark. "YOU!" He accuses with a pointed finger at your direction.

"ME??? I DIDNT TELL HER TO TAKE A DUCK!"

"YOU BEEN BEGGIN FOR ONE--"

" I WOULD NOT INCIRMINATE MY DAUGHTER INTO STEALING. Sarah we have to take that back."

"No! Mine!" She holds the flightless little thing defensively to her chest.

"No Sarah, not yours. She has to go with her mommy.

"Ok." She holds it out to you, "Here Mommy!"

"No not me Mommy. Her own Mommy. Duck Mommy. Although it's really... cute. And soft. Probably wanting some attention from a good family...."

"BUT!" Joel snaps, mostly at you.

"BUT we are still taking her back!"

She sniffles and rubs it's soft head against her puffy cheeks, saying goodbye to the duck as you guys go back to the farm.

"Are we raising a kleptomaniac?" You whisper to your fuming husband.

You all apologize profusely at the farm.

"It happens more often than you think," the caretaker laughs. As Joel loads Sarah back in her seat, the handler pulls you aside.

"We're actually not very well funded as we used to"

"Oh I'm so sorry. That's such a shame, this was such a great event and helps kids learn so much."

"Well the thing is.... we don't have the money or staff to continue caring for the ducks once they're a certain age. So if youre open to a donation..."

Joel checks his watch as Sarah clears her tears in the back. He looks at the rear view mirror and you're returning almost with a skip, pulling begind you a wagon.

"What the hell is--"

6 baby ducks quack happily at him.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! WE RETURN ONE AND GET 6 MORE? HOW DOES THAT ADD UP! SHE DOES GET THIS STEALING FROM YOU!"

"please Joel please please please they need a home!!"

Sarah turns and reaches as far out her seat as possible to be able to see the bickering and cart, and she instantly squeals excitedly kicking her feet.

"You're REWARDING HER FOR STEALING"

"JOEL PLEASE! I never ask ANYTHING of you!"

Hes so bewildered by that statement alone, his jaw nearly snapping off and buring 6 feet under the ground.

He puts his hands on his hips ans taps his foot angrily. Between your teary eyes and clasped hands and checking on Sarah who had an equally powerful trembling pouty lips of begging, he has to take a deep breath to relieve the smoke billowing from his ears and nostrils.

-

A smile on both your and Sarah's face and 6 happy ducks quacking away in the trunk.

"I love you," you say sweetly.

He grumbles unhappily but forces his hand in your lap to hold, scowling with a tight grip on the wheel all the way home.

- - - -

Notes: idc if nobody asks for it but i already have a pt 2 for this at the Miller Household

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[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#538 WHIPPED

Late Night at Briar Valley-Vanrouge Humble Abode

"Younger" Lilia*Looking accusingly at the human he was forced to foster to help him with his human baby son*THE MAN INFRONT OF YOU IS AS SOBER AS THE DAY HE WAS BORN!*holding his mug with a reddened face*

Yuu *Is preparing the baby bottle for Silver to have his nightly bottle,unimpressed*Your are STILL drinking...

"Younger" Lilia*Blinks averting eyes, coughing into fists as he got caught*T-This is goats milk

Yuu:...Its BROWN

"Younger" Lilia: IT WAS AND UGLY GOAT-

"Younger" Lilia*Is sitting outside Silver's nursery room, pouting and sniffling, He is not allowed near Silver when he reaks of alcohol*...

-Present Time-

Lilia: And that's the reason I dont drink anymore~

Maleficent*Drinking her tea calmly*You were...as youngsters say..."Whipped" for your spouse even in your early stages of knowing one another

Lilia*Chokes on his tomato juice with redden cheeks*YOUR HIGHNESS-

[somanyjacks]

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