Every time Dylan goes out of town, something crazy happens on the farm. OF COURSE this is the case, because things are much more difficult to handle when there's only one of us here.
Yesterday afternoon I was heading to the high tunnel to harvest strawberries with the kids and noticed that Buccaneer (our big, mean male goat) was in the pasture WITH THE GIRLS!!! I had a small heart attack and then decided that I actually had to do something about this...without Dylan's help. Keep in mind that Basil was on my back and Eilah can't be trusted alone for 2 seconds without getting into trouble. Thank goodness I had Kade to ground me a little.
We walked around behind the barn to see how he could have manged getting himself and another male goat (not as big or mean) into the wrong pasture. It appeared that he had literally somehow peeled a livestock panel back (???!!!) and made himself a little gate to walk right through.
As we were investigating, ALL the goats came through to his side. I had another heart attack trying to figure out how I was going to split them all up...then another heart attack wondering if any of the females were in heat (luckily, I don't think they were. But I have to admit, I'm not an expert on goats being in heat...so.....). I took Basil (in the backpack) off my back and had the grand idea to have the 10 year old hold him while I jumped the fence and tried to corral goats. Kade literally couldn't even stand with all the weight, so I knew that would never happen. We moved Basil back to my back and just stood and stared..while I formulated a plan.
The girls decided to go back to their side to get fed, as it was near chore time and I sent Kade running around through the barn to lock them in. It was a success, and now we had the girls and Pioneer (the baby) safely locked in the barn.
Now came the problem of the boys. I decided food was always a great way to control goats gone awry...so we fed them in the barn, as usual. As soon as I poured the grain, I yell to Kade, "Hurry! Jump the gate! Lock them in the barn!!". He looked at me like I'd lost my mind, as we constantly warn him to never EVER under any circumstance go in Buccaneer's space. He was a good sport and moved as fast as I've seen him move in a long time and jumped the fence...locking the boys in the barn on their side.
We repaired the fence with bailing twine, and all turned out okay. No one was injured and hopefully no goats are expecting.
Never a dull moment.....
Dylan and Harmony, whichever of us have the time to sit down and write for a few minutes. : )