Fauna and Fun

Goats
On the small trek to Chetlayam falls we heard lots of drums.Kerala drums. The sound was keeping to a good beat,and me and my husband thought that they were good students practicingunder a teacher or some dance drama was going on. The sound receded and grew loud by turns and echoed off the mountain.As we began to speculate on the place where the sound was coming from, I saw three goats or to be specific- an ewe and her two kids.( Baby goats are called kids- look it up) and as I held out my hand she thought I was some strange new food and moved closed to eat my clothes . "Shoo!" I said . Then she shooed. and on here neck a wooden bell. Like in a mystery movie where the sounds all join and become louder, the drums grew louder! they were not drums said my sensibility, they were wooden bells on the neck of all the grazing animals. and as the cow or goat cropped the grass it went dub dub takda.No exotic drum ceremony only cows and goats.
On the way back I asked the little shop at the end of the road- wooden bell for cow? "No" he said in broken English. "Order and I make in month".
Both drums and wooden bells dont come by that easy.
Goats maybe do.

Since you have to read my blog,
here is a bad limmerick attempt-

A young woman called mansilight,
thought that her ears were allright,
Drums she heard,while watching birds,
They turned out to be wooden bells on sight!!