Boss vs. Bossy

For some time now, Sheila has been assuming the role of queen of the herd (small though that herd might be).  A queen's duties are to discipline, keep order, and also to protect.  Unfortunately, Sheila has let her position go to her head and is more of a despot and bully rather than a benevolent ruler.  She makes poor Inga's life miserable.  Inga is not allowed to be first anywhere, trekking up or down the path or at the alfalfa flakes.  It wouldn't be so bad if Sheila weren't so mean about it.  She bashes Inga hard for no good reason whenever the underdog gets near.  That's bad enough when they're out in the open, but it's awful when the two are down by the barn.  Sheila is less likely to take on Tessie, she of the unicorn horn, but still might get into a butting match with her now and then to prove a point.

I try to stay out of goat business, but lately things have been getting out of hand.  Sheila might be the bossy one, but has needed a reminder that I am still the boss around here.  It's in a goat's nature to want to be the leader on any trail and I have no problem being a follower and am perfectly willing to pull over to let them go past (my own version of Bucks Bar).  However, now if I start up the hill first Sheila bulls her way past without warning and has darned near knocked me over a couple of times.  She has always wanted to rub her head against me in the mornings, but lately she's been doing it with a vengeance and being way too rough.  That is not acceptable.  She won't take no for an answer, but she will back off if she gets a slap in the face.  That's not my favorite way to discipline, but sometimes needs must.  I don't intend to get cowed by a goat.