I about strangled June this morning. She got a bug up her butt and decided she wanted to play chase around the yard...with me being the chaser. I whung (past tense of "wing") the feed scoop at her and ran her down. Not one of my proudest moments, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I don't have time to chase rowdy goats before work.glenolam said:Oh I dunno...
Something in response to her blog about milking goats and adding a section about how to handle goats that prefer manual strangulation....
yeah... Debbie did that. i went and got the dog. now she AND Sunny dont think its very funny anymore. fortunately i couldnt wing the dog at her but he does pretty good on his own...she wanted to play chase around the yard...with me being the chaser