I think goats just know when the two footer has a fever and can barely make it to the barnyard for morning feedings for that is when said goat decides it's the right moment to lodge her head into a gate.
Granny, the swinging senior we recently adopted from New Moon Goat Farm along with Wilbur the Acrobat Goat, has lodged her head in no less than three spots in the last week. Always for a very good reason, I might add. Just when everything is going smoothly in the barnyard with goat escapes down to zero, well, that's when it's time to bring on a new goat.
When Granny first arrived in February, she was sweet, but I didn't have a good feeling for her true personality. It was wet and rainy then, leaving me with no desire to sit outside with the goats and watch their true selves emerge.
But with the sun and warm weather arriving, the little granny has shown more of her spit fire self. She is thin in stature, allowing her neck to squeeze through many small spaces. Unfortunately her head is attached to the other end and that is usually where I come in. If I get to the barnyard and all the goats are there but Granny, I call out to her, hear a bleat, and find her lodged somewhere nearby. Her enticement is consistent- food. Even one drop of food. She is always very cooperative in the release, and seems quite relieved when each rescue operation is over.
