It's no secret that I have a thing for goats, that I stay up late at night perusing the Livetsock section of Craigs List, that I dream in acres and split rail and coated wire. You can read more about our foray into goat ownership with Phoebe and Gertie in my essay, In Over my Caprine Head. (They continue their happy 4H lives on an organic apple farm in New Jersey.) But back at home the goat lust continues with the birth of the neighbor's Nigerian Dwarf twins. Tell me I am not alone here. Is there really anything cuter than baby goats?