As you all know, I have a thing for goats. I grew up with pet goats, and I’ve always loved them. In fact, one of my life’s greatest disappointments is that we no longer have the Goat Day Brochure from the year I was on the cover with my two pet goats, Billy and Freckles. (Yes, Goat Day is absolutely a thing. Promote the goat, y’all.) So instead, I’ll share these pictures (yet again).
This little guy is a goat at Weeki Wachi Springs that I made pals with.
I have goat napkins, and have big plans for a move to the country with my own goat farm. One day.
All that being said, you can see why I was instantly enamored with the newest shop in Thomasville, the Fuzzy Goat. It’s a yarn store, and I don’t knit. Yet before I had even taken a class, I’d been in the shop 4 times and purchased 4 skeins of yarn. Typical.
A yarn beehive? I take two.
Why buy that giant chunky knitted blanket off of Etsy when you can learn to make it. At least, that’s my motto.
Can’t we all agree I need this tote?
And these tiny fuzzy finger goats? I die.
Proof guys can knit, too. While wearing a rugged and manly Sturdy Brothers Apron from the popup shop across the (Jackson) street, of course…
And this is where I’ll be spending my lunch breaks in Thomasville from now on…
I’m already casting on, knitting, and purling, and can’t wait to show off the scarf that will one day come off of my new needles! One day…
Next time your in Thomasville, be sure to stop by and check it out. It’s the knittest little shop (the knit puns just won’t stop unraveling) and Cadence, the owner, is the sweetest. Tell her I sent ya! ;)