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Frankly speaking……. I’m ready for my close-up Mr. deMille!

In those famous words of the great Marilyn Monroe (I think), I posed for a picture with a gentleman who came to the Mountain Top to film a portion of a Heifer International documentary about local food.  He was very nice, and fed me cookies, which always makes me love someone:


His name is Steven Bailey and he came to interview my wench and builder about their role in supplying food to the local area.  I know it’s not something we talk about openly in the barn, but, the American Chinchillas are primarily a meat breed of rabbit.  I suppose you have to be good at something, and they don’t have fiber, so meat it is.  I will be addressing this phenomenon in my first book to be released later this year aimed at children, and telling it like it is:  your corn doesn’t grow in a can.  We are in the research stage right now, so be looking for that probably around Christmastime.

When the film is ready, I’ll let you know and you can look for me and my new buddy Steven


We’ve been busy here – having babies and watching them grow.  The last of this year’s babies was born just this morning to Hope.  As of yet, he doesn’t have a name, and either does Faith’s baby.  Wench has been wracking her brain to come up with some suitable names, but we’ve had SO MANY BOYS born this year, her brain stopped coming up with cute names.  (doesn’t take much for her brain to stop in any event…)(did I say that out loud?)

I’m sure if you follow us on facebook you’ve seen the pictures, but I’ll recap:  Jett and Valentine:




Hope’s boy:


and finally, the one kidd who stands out from the crowd this year:  (although each kidd has its strong points and is very handsome and/or beautiful just because they are from this flerd and they are baby goats) Garbo:


I am really hoping someone wants Garbo for a herdsire, because he is just built beautifully.

In other news:  The rabbits are movin on up to the porch, and seem to be pretty happy up there!


they get the view of the mountains and the cool mountain breeze blowing their way.  When it’s cold (like it has been these past few days) and windy, wench covers the ends of the cages so there is no draft.  Once the windows are in, this won’t be necessary, but for now…

and so with those pesky rabbits leaving the downstairs, builder is making our stalls over on the other side:


each stall will be 4 x 8 which is considerably bigger than our current accommodations.

More and more happens around here every day, it’s getting hard to keep up.  Wench is taking a few of the girls and going to the North Carolina Rabbit Breeders convention this weekend.  Eva the Diva, Julianna, Bellatrix, Janis Joplin, Manoah and Glimmer will be going to the shows, and Atticus will be moving on to a new home as will Leviticus, and the pair of sport rabbits sired by Brandon, the Californian who lives in West Virginia.  He’s going back to his house after having spent six months with us in our meat program.  Thanks Brandon! 

Well, that’s it for this edition of Frankly speaking.  I’ll keep in touch, and hopefully next time I’ll be posting some of the exciting yarns that just came back from Gurdy Run Woolen Mill.  They are pretty nice!  but then, they came from my fleece.  so, what. did. you. expect?

Frankly speaking…..a picture is worth a thousand words

So I promised some pictures of the progress on the barn, etc., and as promised… here ya go

First, a bonus profile of me, in all of my glory

I know, I know, I'm awesome

I know, I know, I’m awesome

So today is pretty nice out and the gang got out to enjoy the snow (NOT)


Faith and Gracie

Faith and Gracie

Nigel.  He just reminds me of Freddie Mercury for some reason I can't explain it

Nigel. He just reminds me of Freddie Mercury for some reason I can’t explain it



So the builder was working inside, stringing lights in the second floor rabbit barn

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand this is the view that I always show you – this time it has snow

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAHere is the front of the barn, the tractor will drive into the barn and be parked there instead of under the studio in the tarp garage:


Do you see that little shiny piece hanging off the left hand side?  That is the manure shoot for the 2nd floor.  There is one for the 3rd floor too; and big black pipe to be attached.  This will allow the manure to slide down beside the barn where builder can scoop it up with the tractor and then distribute it where it needs to go.  My suite will be on the other side of that wall.  Nigel, Geronimo, Daisy and myself will share an area, and the does and babies will all go inside where it’s warmer.

Speaking of babies, my lovely sister, Mae:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand my niece, Valentine


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI think she’s got the nursing thang down pat, now:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA So who will be next, could it be Annie:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAwe’ll have to see about that… I’ll keep you posted, I promise! Thanks for reading Frankly speaking!


Frankly speaking………………..I’ve been quiet until now

Where, you ask, has Frankie been?  My last post was around Christmastime, and it is SO unlike me to be un-opinionated or quiet or not OUT there spewing my goatiness to all my fans.  Well, I’ll tell you:

1)  It is winter.  A time for reflection and rest, to gather steam for spring and plan the garden, etc.  This year, we have had winter.  Call it global warming, climate change, what-ever………… it is usually 60 and sunny here by February but this year we actually have been locked up in the barn a few days due to inclement weather.  I go a little stir crazy, so, I was just hanging out banging my head on the stall door (it’s a goat thing) and builder got annoyed.  He threw me outside in the snow so I could cool off.  NOT FUNNY BUILDER.  It was cold, and so deep, it came right up to my belleh.  ugh.

2)  It is winter.  Builder has been unable to build in the cold, so our barn is a little behind schedule.  Oh, he’s closing in on it, but the fun stuff, the moving of the goats, rabbits and reconfiguring of space has been delayed.  When there is a nice day, he is hard at work, putting up siding, etc., but most of the time these days I hear he has been in the garage building rabbit cages.  Some of our cages have been in use since before I was born, so new ones are necessary.

3)  It is winter.  Wench has been scheming.  Moving  cages and stalls in her brain, coming up with new marketing strategies, trying to do things she has not been trained for… like for example – we have a need to expand this blog and add more pages, one for each breed of rabbit, etc., and an e-commerce store for our products, and wench is not an internet sensation by any means.  So, she flounders around trying this and that, when what she should do is… oh, never mind.  I always complain about her but really, she’s trying so you can’t fault her for that.  She’ll get it right one day.

In the meantime, there is news to report, although not many pictures.  I really need to get the photo department on the ball, and I promise, there will be a photo array of all the progress SOON.  Yesterday, we met Glimmer.  She is a 4 month old copper (standard) Satin doe (rabbit).  She traveled from Ohio to be here with us, and she will go to the North Carolina state rabbit convention next month to get some experience in the show ring.  Once she is old enough to have babies, she will join the satin angora program or the meat program, or both, OR, if we can find her a suitable mate, perhaps she’ll start her own program.

The day before yesterday, we met Valentine!  007isn’t she sweet?  She is the daughter of Miss Mae and Geronimo.  She reminds me of Annie when she was a baby, but now, Annie is ready to bring forth her own baby.  In any event, Valentine spent her first night in the house with wench and builder because she didn’t quite get the whole nursing thing, but now she’s fine and her and her momma are bonding.

There needs to be photos to go with the changes that have been made, so I’ll get the publicity department on that right away and get a new post put together today or tomorrow, I promise.

Thanks for waiting for this issue of Frankly speaking………………………… I’ll be back

Frankly speaking…….I’ve got some frankiesense and mhyrr

I sincerely wish you a merry christmas.

I sincerely wish you a merry christmas.

Not really, but ’tis the season to be thinking about frankinsence and all that jazz, so I thought it would be good to have FRANKIE SENSE which is just good old fashioned common sense, because as we all know, I tell it like it is, right?

It’s been a while since my last post and I can’t believe where the time flies off to!  Now it is four days before Christmas and am I ready?  Well, yes, I am ready because I’m a goat, and we are always ready for anything.  Christmas around here usually means a box of frosted mini wheats to share.  yummy!

I hear tell that wench got a microscope for the big holiday and so now we will be subjected to examinations all the time.  I just hope that she will allow us to volunteer the samples instead of trying to remove them with a scope or something. ick.     It’s not a bad thing, though….. it’ll be good to know we are healthy and only get de-wormer when we need it.

There’s really not too much going on around here.  We are waiting for the blessed events to occur, which should be happening around February or March, so, as the old saying goes, Christmas is coming and the goat is getting fat.  or the goose, I can’t remember.  In any event Miss Mae, Hope, Faith, Annie and Greta are expecting for sure.  We are not so sure about Gracie, but she could surprise us.  We could double the size of the herd by the end of March. YOWZA.

Builder continues to build, and this week the siding is going on the front and sides of the barn.  He’s looking for flourescent light fixtures for the bunny barn and there are cages everywhere!  Once those wabbits are out of our space, we can move in and I’m looking forward to the new address.   Him and the wench went to the metal fabricator last week and invented a poop shoot so the rabbits will have a way to dispose of their droppings without flinging it out the side of the barn. which would be. gross.  anyway, I digress.

Wench has been cooking a lot, I guess they have a lot of parties to go to this time of the year.  Just so long as they don’t forget to take care of US. which they won’t.  Actually she’s not in the barn all day which is OK by me.  I like her and everything, but sometimes she is just in the way of what a goat wants to do, ya know?

Miss Mae waiting for her feed

Miss Mae waiting for her feed

baby June is growing up... soon she'll have another couple of brothers or sisters or one of each!

baby June is growing up… soon she’ll have another couple of brothers or sisters or one of each!

Hope is looking a little better.  She gets double and sometimes triple rations because she is rather frail

Hope is looking a little better. She gets double and sometimes triple rations because she is rather frail

and Geronimo?  he just knows he is all that and a bag of chips

and Geronimo? he just knows he is all that and a bag of chips

the whole gang says MERRY CHRISTMAS.

the whole gang says MERRY CHRISTMAS.




Frankly speaking……. photos and shameless self-promotion

Hey there frankie fans….. (maybe we should start a fan club, eh?) my last post was rather plain, and I promised new photos of the progress on the new house, er… barn, so here it is.

First, however, I have to share some news!  As you know, the wench likes the sell the shirt off my back, and she does this at various places like farmers markets and craft shows, etc.  Well, starting right now, you can get the products offered from the Mountain Top at the Independence Farmers Market ON LINE!  How cool is that???!!??  Here’s the link:  check it out!

Today, November 9th, wench and Aunt June are over at the Fancy Gap Elementary School hawking their wares at the Christmas Bazaar.   At the end of November, right after Thanksgiving, there is a special farmers market in Independence, so they will be set up there as well, AND you can find my yarns at Wooly Jumper in Floyd, VA and at the Fiber Artisans Studio in West Jefferson, NC.  We do get around.  One of these days she will bring me, frankie, the star of this show, to visit the folks who actually buy my shirts.  but in the meantime, I’m taking care of the flerd here.

Speaking of taking care of the flerd, Geronimo (the horndog) had a little difficulty this week.  I TOLD him not to be eating those oak leaves like a piglet because they are toxic to goats.  However did he listen??? no.  he never does.  I also told him it was not a good idea to breed daisy the sheep, but he had to try it.  Anyway, he pigged out and got a giant case of the soupy poopies.  Man, it wasn’t fun being around him.  Wench gave him 2 oz of mineral oil and a shot of dura-pen and he seems to be coming out of it, but he was a stinky mess for a couple of days – even more so than the natural odor emanated by a billy goat this time of year.  The oak trees are in the pasture, and the leaves blow down when they die and a couple are ok, but not a lot.  Maybe builder will cut down all the oaks when he makes more huts.

So now, without further adieu, here is the regular progress shot of the barn:

hickory sided.  all cut from our own forest!

hickory sided. all cut from our own forest!

pretty impressive, eh?

a close up of the front door

a close up of the front door

and here is the a shot of the upstairs:


and the third floor:

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand so, you see, we really will have a tree house of epic proportions!  a skyscraper barn.

In other news, the guineas have been re-located in Phase I of the big move.  They are adjacent now to the greenhouse, and they don’t quite get it.  Oh, they know where their food is, but are not quite sure they want to actually move in.  Tell ya what, I don’t miss their squawking  in the barn.    We have a new resident french angora buck, his name is Mick Jagger.  So I think I’ll name his babies after Rolling Stones’ songs – Clems Satisfaction; Clems Hot Licks, you get the idea… Moonshadow’s babies are getting irish names – (he’s a Celtic Hare buck) Kerry Megan, Malachi, Fiona, Bronwen, etc.  Oh, and Moonshadow got his own wine this week.  Here’s the photo we used for the label:


It’s called Moonshadow’s Shine Wine.  It has moonshine in it and is a dessert wine.  It must be the year of the rabbit around here – last years wines were named for us goats.  the year before it was the dogs.  this year it’s the rabbits.  Buttons got his own wine, too.   owell, it doesn’t take too much to amuse those two, wench and builder.

Ok, gotta get ready to start the day, it’s almost 6 AM and wench will be down soon to feed us so she can go hawk her wares.  or my wares that she stole from me.

Thanks for reading frankly speaking – let me know what you think about the fan club idea (I think it’s brilliant)

kissy kissy!

kissy kissy!

Frankly speaking………………..settle down, settle in, settled. period

Well, it’s been a while since my last update.  It’s been biz-zee around here.  The wench went to Harrisburg, PA, in mid-October for the 90th annual ARBA convention, and she took Julianna, Lillianna and Bronwen for frenchies, and Momma Cass for the American Chinchilla side of the equation.  Samson went too, but not to show, just to be a part of the Youth Contest and then he went home with our friend Melissa to have a hot date with her American Chin doe Dela.


Speaking of hot dates, Geronimo is being an obnoxious teenage boy.  You’d think he had a death wish the way he has been behaving.  I’ve heard of going both ways, but this guy goes ALL ways.  First he bred all the angora goat does.  twice.  then he started chasing ME around.  I kept hiding in the barn to get away from him (this is the both ways part).  Then, the other day, I caught him trying to breed DAISY, the sheep!  Nigel was not impressed.  Either was Wench.  Either was daisy.  hahahah


But hopefully things will settle down here now as winter approaches.  It’s 45 degrees today, which is perfect weather.  If you are a goat.


Sorry, no pictures this time.  I just wanted to bring you all up to date so you didn’t think I’d fallen off the earth.  We are fine, just trying to keep away from the adolescent billy goat in his quest to breed everything in sight. What’s next, the trees?


I promise to get some pictures of the progress on the barn. It’s pretty impressive.  Thanks for stopping by!

Frankly speaking…………… say the darndest things

Conversation overheard in the barn last night:

Moose:  it feels GOOD to be nekkid

Moose - feeling pretty free!

Moose – feeling pretty free!

July:  I got a little cut, now my face is all purple where I rubbed it on my cut (sniff, sniff)

July, big baby.  stays close to his momma

July, big baby. stays close to his momma

Hans:  Well, among the three of us, I’ve got a set – you other two look like GIRLS so you better watch out, because I’m the toughest!

Hans.  He's the big man now, but wait a week.  He'll be going in to see the doc and then we'll see who's so tough

Hans. He’s the big man now, but wait a week. He’ll be going in to see the doc and then we’ll see who’s so tough

June:  hey, cut it out.  I want to know what they DO with all that fiber after they put it in the bag

June, the mediator

June, the mediator

Ahh yes, it’s shearing time, and these little virgins had their first clip.  They jumped around and carried on and were quite surprised to see themselves all shaved, so, Uncle Frankie had to tell them the facts of life.  Yes, virginia, that wench sells the shirt right off your back.  They use that fur to make YARN so people can knit it all together and make sweaters.  really.  seriously.  why don’t they just grow their own fiber like us?

Of course Geronimo, the horndog, had to make sure the girls were all the same girls, because, gee, he mighta missed somebody (NOT).

look to the left...

look to the left…

and then to the right.  where all the white women at?

and then to the right. where all the white women at?

wait.  do I know you? you look different with your clothes off

wait. do I know you? you look different with your clothes off



Nigel was not amused when Daisy came home naked.  He kept beating on her to the point where wench had to referee the grain time.  That’ll teach her.  Nigel is a once a year sheep, Daisy gets sheared twice because she is awesome and grows so much fleece.


Soon, all of our coats will go to Echoview Fiber Mill down in Weaverville, NC to be made into products like rovings and yarns and then those will get sold and the money will buy our hay for next year and the cycle continues.  Ahh, the circle of life.

just a little goat porn... naked frankie

just a little goat porn… naked frankie

As always, thanks for reading Frankly speaking.  Wench and builders kids are all coming today, so we’ll have some great new pics!



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