Remember I thought I had the goats in for a day or two. Well, about the time that post was going up, I was once again trying to get goats in. You see, I did go out the next morning and find the place on the back fence where they were getting out. The problem is there were like three big areas I needed to fix. My son had my truck, so it had to wait.
I had to set up the two big chunks of panel and added another to the right in the picture.
As the post was going up the other day, the goats had made it all the way across the corn field and up by the buildings. They were about a quarter of a mile away.
They ate their way through the grassy patch between the two parts of the field. The day before when they were out, they went the other direction where there isn’t a drop of grass–just tilled field.
It’s a good thing I have a big mouth because when I yelled, “Hey, goats!” they came back home. It did take a bit more work (and yelling) to get them to go back along the fence and go under it to get back where they belonged. Myson really looked like he would have preferred I opened a gate for him so he didn’t have to limbo under the fence (brat).
Myson
But everyone finally made it back onto the farm, and this time, they went back through the gate onto the front part of the pasture and the llamas were there, so I could shut everyone off that part until I got it fixed. And thank goodness the llamas weren’t out. The goats are homebodies. They’d have been back by evening anyhow; I’m not so sure the llamas would do that.
Maybeline and Odie
Luckily, the neighbors are nice. They did try to find out if they were my goats or if someone else had gotten goats, but they decided to just let them hang out instead of calling me because they were okay with them munching. I do appreciate that, but I’d prefer my bratty goats stayed home. They thought they had about fifty goats there, but if you count the kids, it was closer to seventy-five goats out roaming.
Milo on the rock (Ruby in front)
I still don’t understand why they would leave the lush Back Forty with trees and rocks to climb on and water to drink. Why?
Just because they can is probably the correct answer. But (at least as of my writing this) we are on day two of staying where they belong!
Teresa
Eden Hills 