Last but not least, meet Mr. Edgar. This little love bug was a complete accident. The day I went to pick up Peanut I met Edgar, only 3 day old at the time. Edgar is a our second Nigerian Dwarf, but he was an orphan.
Edgar’s mother lost her life giving birth to him. He was named “Raven.” It only felt logical to name him Edgar’s – after Edgar Allen Poe, the famous Baltimore writer. Since Peanut and Edgar were both bottle babies together, they had bonded. Now you know why I couldn’t simply leave Edgar behind!
Quickly, this tiny little boy has become a farm favorite. He is as dossille and as laid back as they come. Often chasing after the dogs on the farm, is has been the only goat that has been in the house! Fearless and mighty, this little nugget is the bestest of boys.