We Love Kids When They Have Four Legs

Summary

Two Canadian travelers, Jill and Chris, share their encounter with baby goats, called kids, in a Ugandan village, reflecting on the local animal husbandry practices and the emotional connection they observe between the goats and their mothers.

Abstract

While exploring a Ugandan village, Jill and Chris, a nomadic couple from Canada, are drawn to the plaintive bleating of a young goat. They discover four kids huddled together, seemingly awaiting their mothers' return. The couple notes the local practice of mothers grazing with herds while the young stay behind, expressing empathy for a particularly vocal kid nearby. They acknowledge the cultural differences in animal rearing and refrain from judging these practices, recognizing the eventual joyful reunion of the kids with their mothers at day's end. Jill and Chris, who have been traveling since 2017 and have spent over two years in Africa, share their experiences through various platforms, inviting others to join their journey and subscribe to their content.

Opinions

The authors express a deep affection for animals, particularly the young goats they encounter.
They show respect for the cultural practices of the Ugandan village, emphasizing the importance of not imposing their own values on different societies.
The couple appreciates the circle of life as it unfolds in the village, from the separation of kids from their mothers to their eventual reunion.
They convey a sense of wonder and curiosity about the world, as evidenced by their firsthand experiences and their desire to share these experiences with a broader audience.
The authors encourage reader engagement and support for their travel narratives and photographic storytelling through subscriptions and follows on various social media platforms.

Four kids sitting on a stoop.

We were walking down the road in the Ugandan village that we are currently staying in when we heard the familiar cry of a young goat.

Did you know that baby goats are called kids?

About 20m away, we found the culprit, but there wasn’t just one, four of them were curled up on an impossibly small ledge.

I couldn’t help but creep onto the property to get some close-up shots.

It’s possible that they were all waiting for their mothers. We have noticed that depending on how old the kids are, they may keep them at home while the mother goes away to graze for the day with a larger herd.

There is a very young and tiny kid across the street from us, and he cries for his mom all day. It is sometimes heartbreaking.

But these are the ways that different societies function in the world, and who are we to say what is right and wrong.

Eventually, the mother does come back at the end of the day, and there is always a happy reunion.

Hi there, we are 2 Canadians, Jill and Chris from Artistic Voyages. We have been nomadic since 2017 living in numerous different countries, and experiencing the life and diversity of our planet on the ground and firsthand. We have now been on the African continent for over 2 years!

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We Love Kids When They Have Four Legs

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Four kids sitting on a stoop.