Anyone familiar with goats knows both adults and kids are playful and curious. They get into everything they possibly can.
Curious kids are especially prone to leaving havoc behind them. Their small size makes turning things over to check out the inside mandatory.
This winter I have three kids and a half grown doe. The four form a formidable gang.
The youngest was a very late kid, born November 1. She will be up for sale next month.
The next twins are from late last spring. These two are saboteurs. When I first went to advertise these spotted beauties for sale, one promptly broke a front leg.
The leg healed nicely. So I tried again to advertise the pair. They promptly came down with a virus and happily spread it to the entire herd.
The herd is now well. The kids are fine. I should again advertise these kids for sale, but am hesitant. What disaster will they cook up next?
Agate is my half grown herd addition. She is very spoiled. At almost a year old, she still gets a small bottle of milk morning and evening.
Before the present cold spell, I put the goats out during the day for a few hours. This lets the boys have the run of the barn lot and small pasture. It lets me clean out the barn, make repairs, do whatever is needed.
The herd is not impressed. The pastures have little to offer them. Drought has robbed them of the usual thick grasses. Winter has robbed them of browse.
I wanted to go out walking. The herd wanted someone to follow. I went down to the small gate into the pasture to find curious kids playing with something.
What was it these curious kids were playing with? It didn’t look like a fallen tree branch. They ignore the rocks scattered from when the new electric pole was put in.
The kids made me curious. I went out to take a look.
This was the last week of December. Deer don’t shed antlers until January. Except this year they are early. Still, I never find sheds.
Thanks to those curious kids and a very large buck deer I’ve never seen, I now have a lovely matched set of ten point antlers.