Yesterday dawned a beautiful day. I am glad because it was hoof trimming Thursday! The sun was out for the morning and it almost smelled like Spring.
I am sure I have written before about our wonderful shearer Emily. We always had her shear the sheep when we had them, and as I have some issues with my back, she comes to us to do hooves every few months. I don’t know what I would do without her!
Our goatie girls have long memories (as does Jingle the donkey). One or two of them hold grudges for quite awhile after we have someone like the vet out to see them. Twig is actually the worst. She wouldn’t talk to us or let us pet her for a few weeks after the vet did Rabies shots last fall. She was seriously pissed with us. The other one who has fits is Pippi, our Lamancha herd queen.
When Pippi sees the vet or anyone she is not overly familiar with coming down the driveway, she tries to make herself scarce, running into the adjoining paddock and standing in the corner (you can’t see me here, right???). All of our goats are extremely friendly, we have culled any that are difficult to handle, and mostly we have no problems corralling them. Yesterday Pippi did her usual mad break for it, but when we got her on the milk stand, she would not eat the grain we had for her. Instead, she just put her head down as low as she could get it, and stuck her tongue out at me. I try not to anthropomorphize animals, but it just killed me to see her standing there giving me the stink eye, with her tongue sticking out like a child who has been caught being naughty! She stamped and did her best to throw Emily off, but the humans prevailed. Pippi wasted no time getting back into the paddock, and we all had a good laugh.
It was good to get the hooves taken care of before the girls get too big with babies. A little over a month. I am starting to get baby goat fever :*)