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Separating The Herd

September 27, 2019

It’s time to separate the two Nanny 6-month-olds from their Doe Nanny Mamas because it is time to bring Walter Buck to meet the herd.

I had hoped to breed Walter with the big does, Heidi, GG, Joy & Dot, in October to have Kids born in March, 2020, but it appears my plans may be delayed by a few months…Walter has some growing to do.

The day has arrived!  The temperature is cooler.  The pick-up is loaded with an extra can to hold feed, 2 bags of feed & a farm gate we have never used.  A really big farm gate, 12 feet long!  Our plan is to lure the goats into the corner of the pasture where we feed them, “lock” them in with the gate that DH will be holding up so I can reach in to snag the little goats.  

Well, that didn’t work!

Goats, by their nature, are timid creatures.  Anything new or unusual in their environment will make them act standoffish, as though Heidi needed a reason to not come close.  Heidi nor GG would walk down to eat.  Joy & Dot – you bet they came & started devouring the feed!  I forgot to bring treats & raisins, so I could not encourage them to come closer.  

After DH moved the pick-up out of the goat’s line of sight, Heidi wandered down with Jumper baby.  Nibble, nibble, look around, glare at me – yep, that’s Heidi.  I sat on my feed bucket which I continually moved closer to the feed bowls until…

Tackle the goat!  From a sitting position I sprang toward Jumper with all the strength my legs could muster (this is why I do squats!) & wrestled the little goat to the ground.  I say “little,” to described at 30 lb. piece of solid muscle who has never been close enough for me to touch – She was doing her damnedest to escape.  I started yelling for DH to come quick & help me before I lost my grip.  Remember, he was with the pick-up in the front pasture with Mason, Dixon dogs & Sweetie, Sissie & Jolly baby goats.  Also, DH only has hearing in his right ear!  

There I was, rolling on the ground in the dirt, possibly poison ivy dirt, hanging on for dear life to a young goat who did not want to be held.  DH was there, grasping the goat’s front legs long enough for me to get on my feet & start dragging Jumper to the gate that separates the pastures.  Whew!  That was fun…  It only took about 15 minutes to snag Jumper.

The bottled-three were to busy nibbling feed to notice their cousin’s arrival.  Good!

Mason & Dixon noticed, came over to sniff Jumper, which sent her running away from them & them running toward her.  They thought this was a game.  After I finally got their attention, I admonished them & loaded them into the pick-up.  The last thing I need is for the goats to be more agitated than they already are.

More tomorrow…


Sweetie has learned there is feed in the galvanized can. Whenever I open it she stand on the side sneaking nibbles!

  1. September 27, 2019 6:07 pm

    one has to be smarter than the average goat. lol
    i had fainting goats and would startle them to catch them. lol
    they seemed to know if i was out to get them or not when i would enter the pen and i could not figure out how they knew the difference. lol the same would go for the llamas. lol

    • September 27, 2019 7:29 pm

      Well, I am definitely not “smarter than the average goat,” but I sure have a lot of fun and get great cardio workouts when it’s time to move the Herd!

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