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Why Do I Have Fences?

25 Jun

I really wonder sometimes what good fences do with goats.  I’ve already mentioned Maggie getting into my buffer strip along the bean field and T-bone getting stuck in the Coyote Woods.  Well, Haley has also been in my bean field a couple of times.  The other day when I was looking for Cookie’s boys, on one of my trips across the top hill, I looked out to pasture.  This is what I should see.  Instead, there were a lot of white splotches in the neighbor’s corn field.

Of course, reminding them that I provide them with nearly forty acres of pasture and asking them to get their tails back on the right side of the fence did not do any good.  I had to climb over, jump and yell and act like a maniac before they finally thought about getting back where they belong.

“Nothing to see here, Human. Just keep walking. Besides, I’m just the lookout because I’m too big to fit under.” -Myson

Then, because they found one place they could get through, they decided to keep looking.  They found another space just a little farther down the fence.  Seriously.  I thought I fixed these things earlier in the spring.

I carried stuff back and forth hobbling fence and looking for kids.  I  had one section left to go, and the goats went back out to pasture before I got it finished.  I hurried to that spot and told them to just keep on walking.

To help me keep them out while I stood guard.

Nothing to see on that side.  They didn’t believe me.

Cutie and Ava

It didn’t work.  I had to grab Ava by a back leg and pull her back out.  Then Dolly tried sneaking under.

“It was so good earlier.  I hope I get to go back over there.”  -Ava

Penny was not happy with me blocking the way.

“Pardon me, but you are in my way, Human.”

Lily took a more practical position and decided she could just stand there all day until I left.  I literally had to keep pushing her to join the rest of the herd.

“I’ll just stand here and scratch my butt until you get tired and move away.”

After they got down the hill, I went back to the barnyard and found another chunk of panel to hobble that place.  Luckily, the damage was minimal. We can pretend it’s hail damage right?

It’s kept them out so far.  That’s good because I’m running out of small chunks of panel to hobble fence.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have this week’s items listed at the top of my side bar.

Crop Check

11 Jun

While I was out in pasture to make sure Caroline was staying with the herd (and play with her),

Sweet Caroline

I got distracted by a bird on the fence.

That made me notice how tall the grass was.  I decided to go over the fence and see how the soybeans were doing.  They are up and growing well.

I also noticed that the alfalfa was blooming and really past the peak for making into hay.  The nephew has been very busy with planting and making hay.

Today, when I went out to check my pregnant girls (yes, that’s all I do), I saw a different sight.

They mowed!  I followed the waterway, and I caught up to them just as they were finishing mowing up north.

There’s nothing as pretty as hay fields.

I hope you’ll come back to join me for Friday’s Hunt.  I have next week’s list at the top of my side bar.

A Slight Predicament

29 Apr

I think it was Thursday when I got home from work that I decided I was going to go for a pasture walk before I did anything else.  I was glad I did because I had barely reached the top of the first hill and taken a picture of the llamas when I heard someone yelling.  It was a kid stuck.

Odie and Maybeline

I took off in the direction the noise was coming from and ran as long as I could and then I jogged.  I’m really getting too old for this stuff.

Princess

I expected to see Red when I popped over the hill, but it wasn’t.  It was Princess.  I know she’s not looking too happy that I stopped to take her picture, but I was seriously huffing and puffing out of breath, and it was just a couple of pictures.

Luckily, she wasn’t too bad to get unstuck, and she took off.  She didn’t even pause to say thank you.

She just hurried to rejoin the rest of the herd that had made it back to the barnyard by then.

I do love a happy ending.