To make the big move and combine the two groups of does. After the hay was parceled out in all the usual spots, I opened the gate, and Fergus initially was the only one to take the plunge.
Ferg dueled the longest with Eleganza, but then he turned his attentions to the other 3. It was pretty funny. Soon, just about all of the regular crew were over in the east side pen, and everyone was getting into the act. Rearing and feinting, with a few head bumps happening, but the thing that I always watch for, especially with pregnant does, is the side-bashing. None was in evidence, thank goodness. Pippi, Queen of the Herd, came into the fray after everyone else had been at it for awhile. She went after the newbies with a kind of a growl/grunt and then followed that with a guttural chirp, while motioning with her head down and away. I have to try and video it someday, it’s quite a show. Then she just walked away. No street brawling for the Queen!
Sam and I stayed up with them for over an hour to make sure that things were not going to get bloody or too nutty. These guys have been nose to nose through different fences ever since they got here, so nothing new there. But it’s always a little struggle to define who is in what order on the pecking line. This afternoon I was pleased to see everyone mingling, sort of, and little Delta was standing in the old feed bunker, happy as a clam!
We covered the empty greenhouse yesterday, in spite of the wind, and now I just need to get some plywood for the driveway gable end. This is the intended kidding greenhouse, so I have a little more wiggle time, but I do need to get that sorted sooner rather than later. One of the new does (for whom we have no due date) is looking a lot closer to kidding than the end of February (Delta). And our little Betsy girl could be earlier than that as well. We are keeping a close eye, and are already starting some nighttime checks. Never a dull moment!