Itty Bitty Hooves

Smart Kids

Well, they did it again. Three of the weanling dairy goats got out of the back fence into the woods. I don’t want them back there even though the perimeter is fenced in, because there are too many wild animals that trapse through there and they’d be fair game even though they have horns. One, however didn’t get out. Maybe she wasn’t smart enough, but Amelia never gets out when the other three do. She just will not shove herself through a hole not even big enough for a goat half her size. The others will–no problem. Getting back, however is a problem for some reason. Maybe Amelia is the smart one. One things’s for sure, she’s a great tattle-tale. I was sitting in my office typing the previous post when I heard her screaming outside my window. There’s only one reason… well two reasons a goat will scream like that. She’s caught in the fence (she wasn’t) or she’s all alone. Goats hate to be seperated from their herd. Sure enough, I went out there and she was all alone, and the other three were no where to be seen. A quick investigation of the back fence found them just outside it, eating the great weeds and trees in the woods. Now, before you think I starve them, there are plenty of weeds, trees, and grass in the 1/2 acre yard they are SUPPOSED to be in. But they’re goats. The grass (weeds, trees, etc) is always greener on the other side of the fence. And if the fence is weak… well, they’ll be over there.

Thank heaven’s for little tattle-tales.