When we got there, I sent Gel in to bring out the sheep and goats. The sheep came, but only three or four goats. I sent Gel back to do another sweep and he came up empty handed. I trust Gel enough now to know if there was in stock in there, he’d either bring it out or stay there with the stock if, for whatever reason, he couldn’t get it out. Okay, the darned goats got out. We got the sheep and goats in a group and I looked into the yard and viola, there were the goats. They had escaped, several times, that day. Red had put them back in once, plugged what he thought was the hole, but they got back out again. Got everyone grouped and did a quick head count. The solid red billy was missing. I went back into the pen with Gel and we found him in the little house that was in the pasture. So much for trusting Gel to find stock, but then again, I suppose I can allow him some leniency on this. After all, his brain is getting a bit fried from living with a bitch in heat. Okay, got the goat out of the house, but he was being extremely uncooperative. This is one of the goats who isn’t doing so well and I had already decided to dose him with a homeopathic remedy that night. I picked him up and carried him home on the ATV.
On the way back, I noticed one of the does had diarrhea. This is one of the does we did not worm because she looked good. Lesson learned, if you worm one goat, you worm them all. Goats are starting to get to me. Got them back to my house, put Fern up, then Gel and I caught the doe that needed to be wormed and the two billy goats who are not doing so well. I dosed each of them with the homeopathic remedy Calcaria Carbonate. We’ll see how it does. Then I noticed the red billy’s left hock was wobbly as if it were dislocated. No wonder why he’s been so slow in moving. Today before going to work I caught the two billy goats that I dosed last night and left them in the duck pasture with a big bucket of grain. They eat slower than the rest of the goats and sheep and get pushed out of the way. They may very well stay up in that pen for a while until they get better, if they do get better. In thinking about this as I write, I might put the puppy in the duck pen to begin with and let her be with those two goats and the poultry (and cats of course) to begin with. Time to think about that.
By the time I got all these things done last night as well as the rest of my normal chores it was after 8:00. So much for photographs.
Here are some pictures of my livestock guard puppy who is named Gracie:
She’s got wise eyes.