Thursday, January 23, 2014

My Latest Goat Adventure

Our latest group of baby goats are now 9 - 10 weeks old.  Hubby didn't let them out of their stall as it was still really cold and dark when he did chores yesterday morning.   Later in the day, when it was warmer, I let them out and decided to walk down in the woods with the babies.

The six little goats all walk as closely to me as they can and I try not to trip.  The buck and does trot out ahead of us.  Once down in the woods, the goats begin munching away on dead leaves and dry weeds.  A few of the adults are up on their hind legs trying to reach the few dry leaves still attached to the trees and the babies all stay in my vicinity.  Once in a while, one baby or another would come to me and jump up with their front feet on me, my absolute least favorite thing the babies do.   After a while, I decide to squat down so I'm level with the babies and can pet and hug on them when they come up to me.  Of course, they have to nibble on my chin, my hair, and my gloves.

Now I'm on a steep slope in the woods, facing downhill, with lots of dry leaves everywhere and guess what happens next?  A baby goat jumps up and puts its front feet on my back.  It's just enough to roll me completely over on my right shoulder and then slide for several more feet before stopping.  When I stopped, my hat flew off my head.  It's okay, you can laugh.  It was pretty funny, but I was glad no one saw me.  And I wasn't hurt.  Of course, not one of the babies will admit who did it.