Wednesday, November 11, 2009

If it wern't for you pesky kids...

So I fixed the goat fence on Sunday.  And then again on Monday.  On Tuesday I shook my fist and said bad words.  Now it is Wednesday and I let the goats out into the pasture and waited.  They looked at me.  I waited.  I shrugged my shoulders and went to the house and looked out the window and didn't see them in the yard.  That was because they were in the neighbor's yard. 

Their pasture is approximately two acres. They even have their own picnic table to play on.  They just don't seem to care.

At all.

So on Wednesday I fixed the goat fence and incurred some bodily injury. 

Any guesses where I'll be on Thursday? 

Smiles from the (blasted goats!) farm,


  1. Those goats are so darn cute, but ouch Lisa, be careful...darn goats...darn cute goats.

  2. Perish the thought, but the goatmother says you need to learn the joys of having a hot wire at about 12 - 14 inches on the inside of your regular fence. Trust me, it makes a believer out of us goats and we've never even thought about trying to get out (except for the time I wanted to use my ears to fly over). :)

  3. Oh Lisa, you know the old saying "the grass is always greener........" so sorry for your injuries and hope you heal up soon. Those friggin goats, what WOULD you be doing without them!!?? Char

  4. We are dealing with the same thing here. The littles are jumping the chicken yard fence. They don't know what to do when they get there. They stand there bleating till we come out and put them back into their pasture. It puts the fun in farm.

  5. Lisa T are you down at that goat fence again? Hello Lisa! Those kids really keep you hopping. They are cute though. Hugs, Kathleen

  6. Oh dear! They are cute lil' stinkers, aren't they?