10-29-2014, 07:18 PM
I loaded the goats up and drove them to one of our fields about a mile from home. I needed to trim up a scrub elm tree next to one of the fields. I took the 3 weathers plus the 2 does. Joules is in heat. I should have known better. She has hiked all over the farm with me for the past 2 1/2 years and knew exactly where she was. She'd run to the top of the hill in the direction of home and scream for the other goats to follow. They'd all run to her, except Fuzzy (what a good girl!), and then I'd call "Come Goats!" and everyone would come running back to me which meant Joules was alone so she'd decide to run back to me. I got about half of the tree trimmed up and decided to load the goats up and head home. Tomorrow only the weathers will go with me to finish the job!
Goatberries Happen!