Post by Vanessa on Jul 28, 2007 19:57:39 GMT -5
I got a new milking goat today. I traded 3 young goats for her (price works out to be about $150, which is about par for a good milking goat here). It was hard though-one of those kids was the spunky one I saved from floppy kid syndrome last year, and she was going for meat-I wanted to keep her, but at the same time-she didn't fit into my plans for a herd of milking does and I didn't have the cash to make it work otherwise. But I'm still very, very sad about her.
Anyways, this new goat is actually a 2 yr old daughter of one of my best goats here, Renee. She's beautiful, and a nice easy milker. However, when I got her home, I tied her up to the truck rail and started milking. She panicked, pulled back and broke the binder twine, jumped off the truck, and jumped into our 5 strand electric fence. I thought at that point she'd see the other goats and stop. But she didn't see the other goats So she kept heading east, jumped out of the (again, electric fence) and headed down the road, into a subdivision. I put Wyatt into his carseat and jumped in my car (pickup truck has a funky way of starting, which involves lifting the hood and using a screwdriver! ) and I had no time for that. I followed her into the subdivision, where some guys with beer maa'ed at her, which didn't distract her long. Then she went into a hayfield at the end of the subdivision (about 3/4 of a mile from our home). I jumped out of my car, left the door open, left Wyatt in the car (air conditioning) and ran after her. She headed for the bush at the end of the hayfield. I got in front of her, and she stopped, about a foot from the bush. We stood and stared at each other, both panting. Then she heard Wyatt crying in the car, and cocked her head in his direction. I took that second of distraction to grab her leg and hung on. I then led her back to my car with my hand in her bindertwine collar and holding onto her ear to encourage her to keep moving. I shoved her into the back of my car (on top of the big kids empty car seats) and ran the seatbelt thru the bindertwine collar. I held Wyatt on my lap b/c I was terrified she'd get away and jump on him. She is now home, tied in a stall in my barn with the two miniature horses, and I'm about to bring Renee up to stay with her, and help keep her company/settle her down (I hope! ;D)
Her name, for now, is Mud!
Vanessa
Anyways, this new goat is actually a 2 yr old daughter of one of my best goats here, Renee. She's beautiful, and a nice easy milker. However, when I got her home, I tied her up to the truck rail and started milking. She panicked, pulled back and broke the binder twine, jumped off the truck, and jumped into our 5 strand electric fence. I thought at that point she'd see the other goats and stop. But she didn't see the other goats So she kept heading east, jumped out of the (again, electric fence) and headed down the road, into a subdivision. I put Wyatt into his carseat and jumped in my car (pickup truck has a funky way of starting, which involves lifting the hood and using a screwdriver! ) and I had no time for that. I followed her into the subdivision, where some guys with beer maa'ed at her, which didn't distract her long. Then she went into a hayfield at the end of the subdivision (about 3/4 of a mile from our home). I jumped out of my car, left the door open, left Wyatt in the car (air conditioning) and ran after her. She headed for the bush at the end of the hayfield. I got in front of her, and she stopped, about a foot from the bush. We stood and stared at each other, both panting. Then she heard Wyatt crying in the car, and cocked her head in his direction. I took that second of distraction to grab her leg and hung on. I then led her back to my car with my hand in her bindertwine collar and holding onto her ear to encourage her to keep moving. I shoved her into the back of my car (on top of the big kids empty car seats) and ran the seatbelt thru the bindertwine collar. I held Wyatt on my lap b/c I was terrified she'd get away and jump on him. She is now home, tied in a stall in my barn with the two miniature horses, and I'm about to bring Renee up to stay with her, and help keep her company/settle her down (I hope! ;D)
Her name, for now, is Mud!
Vanessa