1980 Wings

One of our baby goats had interesting markings.  Like the other two, she was a pretty gray color (actually a tweedy blend of black and white called gray agouti) but she had two white markings on either side that looked like wings.   In fact, that became her name.  She was very cute.  She had a black muzzle and black legs, but most everything else was gray.  And of course, she had those wings.

Wings

Wings was the smaller of the two girls.  She was a little wilder, too.  She really loved my horse, Tug (we had sold Sugar by then and bought Tug).  When Tug would lie down in the sun, Wings would jump on his back and go to sleep.  I had put a big cable spool in the middle of our lot because Tug was very tall and I couldn't get on him without a saddle.  The spool was the only way to climb up on his back.  Wings soon discovered this.  I would hear her screaming and when I looked out the window, she would be standing on the spool yelling at Tug to come over so she could get on his back.  Usually, he did just that.  I was tempted to rename him America, so I could have Wings over America.