Goats

Do you remember when I got goats? That is, the second round of goats—long after the dairy goats that Chris had for FFA.

I got Amelia and Ellie almost a year ago.

They were to be companions for Amaryllis, the donkey who was limited to this pen because of chronic laminitis. She was euthanized a few weeks ago and it was time for the goats to assimilate into the sheep flock after having lived most of their lives here with Amaryllis.

They had seen the rams over the fence from their pen and the sheep in the distance, but didn’t seem ready to make friends.

I couldn’t get the goats to stay in the pasture with the sheep. That’s a gang of yearlings approaching.

Another sheep approaches.

Ellie running to catch up with me. This was about two weeks ago.

These photos were taken five days later. The goats still didn’t want to stay in the pasture. If I was walking back to the barn they ran after me and then went ahead.

Another walk to the pasture. This time they are running to follow me out.

Don’t you love the ears?

Watching them run is amusing. The bellies sway and the ears fly.

Success! This photo is from a few days ago. The goats were in the pasture with the sheep and then ran to meet me as I walked out.

They have figured out that the best food doesn’t always come from a feeder.

They even eat the grass (this one is fesuce) that the sheep don’t like.