Scott had a good day. He's working on a new felting and embroidery technique for illustrating digitally. He must be doing much better to feel good enough to work, again. Thank goodness. I was beginning to worry it was a permanent gig, this purgatory.

So, Ginger is definitely not a willing participant in the new adventure, and the Little Tykes play set is not working out as a milking stanchion, and at it's best there are little red hairs all over in the milk. Do people just strain those out and drink it anyway? She's a goat. Naturally, there are clumps of poo in her hair. Hmmm....... I think it was great fun to dream about making goat cheese, and have no problem allowing her to dry up. No loss, and the kids have some fun memories of wresting the goat down and pinching out milk. Poor Ginger. No wonder she doesn't want to play.

On to the next adventure...... EVERYONE home all day and all summer long.