Really Winter

We seem to have really settled into winter now.  The snow from last weekend is still here, and we’ve added a bit more since then.

Clover

Penny and Bonnie seem to have settled back into the herd pretty easily.  That’s good.

Bonnie, Penny, and Coral on this side of the ditch

Even though the goats were going out to pasture, they had to work hard to get to the grass.

just outside the barnyard

At least they were going out and wearing off some energy so they aren’t so cranky with each other.  That ended sometime early in the week.

Mary and Bubbles digging for spilt corn

That also means they are getting full hay.

Stormy

The llamas appreciate it too. It makes a lot more chores for me, but it keeps everyone fat and sassy.

Aurora, Maybeline (back) and Odie having leftovers for breakfast

And today, it’s another big winter storm.

An Annual Tree-t

My nephew brought the goats their annual Christmas tree-t.  Clover was right there when it was unloaded.

Clover

Soon there was a crowd all around it.  The little girls weren’t quite sure about this thing at first.

Venus, Chiffon, Clover, Aphrodite, Antigone, Myson, Cookie, Caroline, Myson, Gidget

Cupid thought it was pretty good.

Cupid

Myson always makes a pig of himself.

Cookie, Myson, and Gidget

I think we need several more tree-ts to make everyone happy.

Once Again…

I looked out the window one day last week just as the goats were headed out to pasture. I went out (I think it was to let the geese out), and they all came running back to the barnyard on the off chance I might give them food.

That’s when I noticed two goats fighting in the lane.  A closer look showed it was Myson and Zeus.  What the heck?  He was in Alcatraz.

Myson and Zeus

At least they were coming back from pasture.

Haley leading the way (Caroline beind; Myson in the door; Venus peeking through the fence)

I just had to wait until he came through the barn door and grab a horn.  He was pretty easy to lead back to where he belonged.

Then they showed me how my twine around the “gate” was busted.

Casey, Moose (behind), Myson, and Zeus

Fat wethers were trying to play with him.  They popped it open.  Brats.

fat boy wethers

Of course, Clover had to be in heat.

Clover with Xerxes

That means another shot to prevent oopsie babies.  I am really getting tired of this.