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11-16-2019, 08:20 PM
The goats have been very funny lately. I visited my in-laws in Massachusetts last weekend and while I was gone Petunia came into heat and went looking for love. Phil found her hobnobbing with the neighbor's Nigerian Dwarf bucks (they have about 15 of them right now 
) while the rest of the goats were bunched up in a corner of the neighbor's goat pen, keeping themselves as far from the riff-raff as possible. I was afraid maybe some of my other girls may have gotten bred as well, but this weekend they proved me wrong. Every single doe with the exception of Petunia came into heat yesterday or today. Finn has been running like mad all over the pen with his tongue hanging out while the girls flap their tails in each other's faces. They run from Finn because they know he's a dud, and poor Finn can't figure out why they don't love him.
Petunia, on the other hand, has found herself the main target of the girls' affection. You see, she still smells like her date from last week and she's the only one in the pen with that maddening eau de bouc. I kept everyone penned today except Finn, Sputnik, and Petunia. I figured she could use a break. Well this afternoon, little Snowball came into raging heat and jumped the fence... to court Petunia. Petunia was furious. She hit Snowball as hard as she could and kept biting her ears, but the little coquette refused to be discouraged. All I can say is that it serves Pet right! She had no business conducting a rendezvous with the neighbor's miniature gigolos!
Thank goodness it looks like my neighbors may have finally rounded up their goats and shipped them to the sale barn this afternoon. I wouldn't mind so much about their goats if they would just band all the bucklings. If they had only one or two bucks my girls might not notice enough to troop down there, but the girls can't possibly overlook the stench of over a dozen rutting bucks!
) while the rest of the goats were bunched up in a corner of the neighbor's goat pen, keeping themselves as far from the riff-raff as possible. I was afraid maybe some of my other girls may have gotten bred as well, but this weekend they proved me wrong. Every single doe with the exception of Petunia came into heat yesterday or today. Finn has been running like mad all over the pen with his tongue hanging out while the girls flap their tails in each other's faces. They run from Finn because they know he's a dud, and poor Finn can't figure out why they don't love him. Petunia, on the other hand, has found herself the main target of the girls' affection. You see, she still smells like her date from last week and she's the only one in the pen with that maddening eau de bouc. I kept everyone penned today except Finn, Sputnik, and Petunia. I figured she could use a break. Well this afternoon, little Snowball came into raging heat and jumped the fence... to court Petunia. Petunia was furious. She hit Snowball as hard as she could and kept biting her ears, but the little coquette refused to be discouraged. All I can say is that it serves Pet right! She had no business conducting a rendezvous with the neighbor's miniature gigolos!
Thank goodness it looks like my neighbors may have finally rounded up their goats and shipped them to the sale barn this afternoon. I wouldn't mind so much about their goats if they would just band all the bucklings. If they had only one or two bucks my girls might not notice enough to troop down there, but the girls can't possibly overlook the stench of over a dozen rutting bucks!