Thursday, December 8, 2011
Drum Roll, Please!
The goat girls have been acting strangely since the boys left. Sheila, who normally has bounded down to the barn for her turn on the stand, has been ignoring my calls to the point that for the last few days I've had to walk out with a rope to bring her in. Yesterday Ruth, who'd already been milked, walked alongside as I went to get Sheila. Once I had Sheila tethered, it was as if Ruth said, "Okay, Mom. You hold her and I'll bash her a good one." And she did! And she kept butting her as I tried to hurry poor Sheila along. I was swatting at Ruth, but she was not to be dissuaded. What was going on? As soon as I got Sheila inside, the rest of the herd started in on Ruth, taking turns hitting her from all sides. Pretty soon Ruth was running the length and breadth of the pen and bawling. Thankfully, they seemed to have settled their differences by bedtime. Who knows what goats think.