Well, the goats have finally happily settled into their new quarters. The Wind and Rain last night persuaded them that it is a good home. This morning Echo would only poke her head out from under the overhang and "meh heh heh" very gently at me as I came down the stairs. She is too dainty to step out in the damp, you know. Nutmeg ran around in circles, knowing that my pajama-ed, chore-booted appearance meant breakfast. I gave them their ration, fresh water, saw with great satisfaction that their hay basket was almost empty and rubbed their heads. I think we've finally settled into the groove here. We finally know what we're doing.