NOOOOO! DON'T GO!!!!!!

I better describe me, my foster sis, and bro, and the rest of my peeps. First, is Me. Like I said, my name is Vanilla Bean, and I'm the brains of this operation. I wish my camera was working, so you could see us, but it isn't. I have a tan head, with sort of white mixed in with it. My owner calls me Houdini, along with Vanilla Bean. (See Post 1.) I am a twin but unfortunately, he died when we were born. My moms name is Snow White, and she is completely white. My foster sis, is  named Sundae. Chocolate Sundae is her real name. She has a brown head, and white body, like one of those Hot Fudge Sundaes you get from McDonald's. She had a twin too, but he died when they where born. Her mom is a black and white goat named, Oreo. She has black for her head white for half her body, and black fills in the rest. My foster bro, Mischief.  He is a twin too. Unlike me, his sis died premature. He is a light brown headed goat, and he looks just like his mom. By the way, his mom's name is Moonlight. Curious and Deluxe. Hard to describe, those two. their both twins. Curious is tan, and deluxe is dark brown. Don't ask me anything else. Their the seclusive ones of the group. Now on with the NOOOOO! DON'T GO! part of this post.      



Do you ever feel like that? I do. Right now. So I woke up this morning, early, might I add. (It was raining.) Hoping for a WONDERFUL, SPECTACULAR, day. But, everyone had a hard time giving me that. I was fed late, and worse, before feeding, my owner comes in, and takes Sundae, Curious, and Deluxe. I thought, "Oh, she's taking them for a walk, then slowly, I hear the faint calls of  "Help! Help!" "Where are you?" I ask. "In the breeding pen, help help!" Little could I do, with the padlock on the door. I WILL FIND A WAY TO HELP MY FRIENDS! THIS GOAT WILL NOT BE DETERRED!