Naughty Goats

I was off to a good start of getting things accomplished Saturday morning.  When the goats went out to pasture, I went out and let Margarita, Caroline and Ducky out of the north pen.  Margarita trotted off to pasture, happy to be free.  Caroline whined and yelled and finally just settled in next to the pen I just kicked her out of.

Caroline and Ducky

Eventually, while I was doing my work, I managed to catch Tansy and throw her and Alice out too.  But that meant I know had two adult goats crying like kids because they were not with the herd.

Tansy and Alice

Since I saw some goats out in pasture, I yelled, “Hey, goats!”  That almost always works.  They took their own sweet time, but they did come up from pasture.  I gave them some corn and figured Caroline and Tansy would go back out with them.

2TC relaxing after snax

But I was missing some goats.  I went out to pasture and walked all around, but no goats.  I finally found them on the bottom of the hill across the road–you know, not on my property.  So, I yelled again, “Hey, goats!  Come on, goats.”  They followed me up the gravel road towards home.  Of course, we got to a point where there were lots of yummy scrub brush in the ditch, so I had to leave them and get a bit of corn to rattle in a pitcher.  That did it.  They were running to get back in the barnyard.

Popcorn was one of the naughty ones.

While they were still cleaning up the last of the corn, I pulled the panel over and shut everyone off the Back Forty.

Shellie and Dolly in front of the panel I put across.

Then I fed the bucks a bit of sweet feed and shut their panel.  They are now confined into the buck room and the pen off the garage.

Xerxes, Freddie, Frodo, and Benji with Aurora on the other side of the fence.

The goats and llamas are back on the front pasture.

Playing on one of the fallen oaks.

Cupid with Ostara and Brigit

Cutie

Maybeline

Pretzel

They will stay there until I can get the panels across the ditch replaced.

It’s a mess down there.

That is probably not going to be until the Ranger comes back home.  Hopefully, the front pasture lasts that long, and I can get it taken care of quickly when the Ranger gets home.