After being the Agent of Death yesterday, it felt good to spend some time today with new life. Since I'm not bottle raising the two bucklings, it's important for me to spend time with them so that they become people friendly. The Hyperactive Twins were settling down on the the old deck platform in the backyard ready to take a nap. Since they were getting ready to nod off in the midday sun, I was able to scoop them up without a chase and make nice with them. Cinnamon was much more relaxed than his brother, Molasses, who would only be my friend once I started scratching his sides. He liked the scratching so much he climbed into my lap and let me curl him up in a little ball so I could check his scrotum. Romantic picture, isn't it? I was combining two necessary things: making friendly goats and checking out the territory for wethering. Everything was good, things look doable, and I believe they will forgive me once I divest them of their family jewels. I've never cared much for jewelry, you know.