Now that we know a little more about their animal personalities they are even more fun. They are growing by leaps and bounds and it seems like they can't get enough to eat. Sounds like some teenage boys I have around here. And like children, they don't like to cooperate when you take pictures so these aren't the best.
This is Buddy. He is sweet-tempered and just happy-go-lucky. He just goes with the flow now, but I wonder if that is going to change as he matures. He will be our Daddy Goat. He loves to be petted and played with and he runs alongside you when you come out to feed him. He hardly ever bleats or cries out. He is just happy. And cute. And precious-you sweet little thing you, yes you are.
This is Beatrice. Beatrice is a little more high-maintenance. She does NOT like to be left alone for even one minute. If Buddy gets out of her sight she starts yelling like nobody's business. She does not seem to be as affectionate as Buddy. Buddy will come to you to get petted, but Bea is like, "Okay, if you want to pet me I don't have a problem with that, but you got to come to me."
She will be our Mama Goat and we think she is so pretty. Between Buddy and Bea we hope to have lots of little pretty kids. Now what we are going to do with them-hmmm?????
And this is Moose. Our big old withered goat. He thinks he is boss of the whole operation around here. He was in a petting zoo and is used to constant love and cuddles. And apparently used to getting whatever he wants when he wanted it. He is very gentle with the children though and he keeps Buddy and Bea in line. Which means he is going to eat first no matter what. He has no problem butting them out of the way of the feed trough. Later they will all be curled up together sound asleep like nothing ever happened. He likes to walk and he will follow me around the pasture when I walk. I wonder what people driving past think when they see me, the goat, and Scruffy the cat, walking the fence line.
We did have one day when Moose ate too much bad food (my fault) and he got bloat. That was nerve-wracking, but he pulled through. And Matt and I had to quickly build an impromptu sad little fenced-off area so we could give the chickens their scratch and our food leftovers. Moose thinks all the food should be his-all his, and no one elses. They figured out a way to get into the food storage area and Mark had to reinforce the door, but other than that they have been very pleasant to have around.
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