fall fun

Today the weather was quite nice, and the boys were loving it. Donald has decided that it is really fun to play tag with the other boys. He's a bit smaller than they are, and more agile as well. When they think they have gotten him, he jumps up on something to get away. After having broken his leg he sure does love to jump. He stands up on his house several times a day to look in and see what I am doing. He's also learned that he can knock on the window with a foot and get my attention that way too.

I had the boys out with me this morning to play while I was doing some yard work. Watching them run about and try to herd the turkey and chickens was more fun for me than them I think.

Fall Weather

All of the fat belly boys are enjoying the cooler days. Donald's Angora sire is showing up in his super soft fuzzy fur. The other babies are putting on a heavier coat also. None of the adults of yet have winter coats.. We've been enjoying walks, and playing games together. I haven't been able to spend as much time of late with them. The city I live in is trying to make me rehome all of my animals. We don't have an animal control ordinance here. There is a nuisance ordinance instead that states anything that irritates one neighbor is nuisance, and the city can force removal.
Because I am disabled, and the goats are part of my therapy I have involved the local Disability Advocate in hopes of keeping my pets. In the mean time, the fat belly boys and I will continue to go for walks, and to work on the many things that they have learned over the summer.

Fall is in the air for sure

Donald is getting around very well on his leg now that it's out of the cast. I decided that he and the other "fat belly boys" would winter out in the sick pen. I'm being over protective, and don't want Donald to get hurt by the bigger goats. They are all getting a nice winter coat, and looking so very cute. I really hope we don't have a harsh winter this year, the last couple were really bad. Daffy and some of the older dairy goats don't have much of a winter coat, but all the babies do.
The pen they are in is right outside the living room window, and my bedroom window. We put their house under the window, as it was the best place for them. They have additional shelter from the porch roof there. Donald has become quite the little voyeur with all his looking in the window at us. The other day he really startled one of the boys and my husband. He also seems to enjoy watching TV through the window. Silly boy.

Donald's cast is off!

It's been 5 weeks now, and we took the cast off today. His leg is really weak from muscle atrophy so he has a soft splint on to support the joints. He was following me about being very happy not to have his cast on anymore. His happy outlook just amazes and humbles me daily. I'll post pics of him with his soft splint when the rain stops.

Who knew?

I swear there is no such thing as a Donald proof fence. Right now the three fat bellies are in the "sick pen" somehow Donald let himself out. The problem though is that when he let himself out he left his cast in the pen. He was on the front porch looking in at 6:30 am. We spent 20 minutes looking for his cast though. Didn't take much to put it back on. The silly goof laid on Cae's lap and pulled his beard, and ears. As soon as we got the cast back and let him down he walked up to me with his face tipped up like he does for kisses. What a silly boy.

Donald is doing much better

Yesterday when Donald called to me I went to sit with him and just love on him and the fat bellies. When I walked up to the gate Donald looked up at me and actually put weight on his leg. He only took a couple steps with weight on the leg, but he was very pleased with himself. Maybe he was so pleased with the loves he got.

He is still a little stinker though. When Cae got home today Donald called to him, and when he went out his cast was most of the way off. He had pulled all the cotton out of the cast, and it slipped down. While we were fixing the cast he was trying to eat the cotton.

It makes me so happy to see him recovering. I wish he had never gotten hurt, but he did, and I'm glad he's getting better.

Doing better

Well, got Donald's cast changed yesterday. What a trooper he is. He snuggled into Cae's lap and let me change the cotton bandaging under the cast with no fuss at all. He did demand lots of pets, kisses and of course he didn't mind having a goaty massage either. I think if he could have purred like a cat he would have over the pets and massage. He is really sucking up the attention he gets too. He's no ones dummy either. It started to rain yesterday, he and the other fat belly boys were inside their house. He decided he wanted one of us to come running so he cried like he was being hurt. I get out there, and he's looking at the boys like "see, if you cry she comes". Gotta love a smart goat.