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Thursday, December 30, 2010

Who Let the Goats out? Who?! WHO?!

Now each of my goats have -- believe it or not -- pretty distinct voices.  I certainly can't tell them all apart, but:
  • Cleo sounds like "Bap-bap-bap"
  • Texy says, "Ba-ah-hah-ap."
  • Harry is a "Maa" -er
  • Kiss sounds like "Buhaaapppp"
  • Cheater says in a very small voice  "b-b-baa"
  • Cherish, Molly, Glory rarely say anything at all.
  • and BIG, being the only buck on the property now, says in his new, very big boy voice : "BAHH-T, BAHH-T"
So yesterday I heard: "BAHH-T!!! BAHH-T!!!  BAHH-T!!!"
and I knew it was Big ---

--- and something was amiss.
Because Big is the only buck on the property, he's in a pen with one doe while the herd runs amok free.
I knew he was yelling because, most likely, the rest of the herd had wandered out of sight.

So I looked out the window and saw this:


an apparent breaching of the back yard. And as soon as I hollered at them, they all dashed around the pool....

where Cleo was trying to camouflage herself in the rock fountain. (often pygmy goats in the wild will camouflage themselves near suburban pools.)


But it was too late.  Her fellow scofflaws gathered around and threw her under the bus.


Once busted, they agreed to remove themselves in an orderly fashion.  Sure there was a little pushing and shoving and they hit a small bottleneck. (No pygmy seems to realize that just because their head will fit through an opening, it doesn't mean their less-than-svelte bodies will.)

and here they come...

a few fell out of the ranks,

but they safely landed. And no one was talking.  No one would admit a thing.

Who, Us?

1 comment:

  1. I applaud their ingenuity - as well as their secrecy. Camouflage abilities need a little work however.

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