Thursday blues? My goat will cheer you up!

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Arkmiido

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Billy Butt Butt and his "Feed me now! I know you got biscuits in there somewhere!"
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One of his "oops" moments....
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When one of my horses was on box-rest for AGES, Billy selflessly agreed to move in to her stable and keep her company, assisting by eating her food and hay, and standing under her legs.
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Feeling happier about the world now??? :):)
 
I love goats, one appeared years ago in the field next to where I used to keep my horse, I used to feed her (I think it was a her, I called her Edna) She used to know my car and wait by the fence when she saw me coming, then she disappeared as quick as she'd arrived :-(
 
how strange! Was just thinking to myself that it was about time that I got myself some goats. Was thinking about buying some angora goats so that I can breed but not kill unwanted billy kids. I gave up when I had to sell the boys to the butcher-it made me ill.
Love Billy BB, bet he rules the roost.
 
My pony used to share a field with a goat and his party trick was to jump into the back of the farrier's van at any given opportunity.

He also went through a phase of mounting the same farrier when he was bent over.

Laugh a minute that goat :D:D.
 
Yep, love the ladder photo. I used to have a milking goat called Primrose, she was like an elderly spinster schoolteacher with no sense of humour whatsoever. Very proper and loved routine but she milked well!
 
I had an elderly angora goat called Priscilla (we used to have her shorn with the sheep!) - she was very prim and proper too! Used to open her field gate every evening and let herself onto the yard, and tootle into her stable. We asked her every morning if she wanted to go out - she would stay in or tootle out depending on how grey the skies looked! Billy and Prissy both had dog rugs though. Sadly Billy Butt Butt died last year - he was looking grim and vomiting green stuff so I popped him in the car, took him to my horse vet, who said "he'll be fine" when I asked if he would be legs up in the morning... and lo and behold, he was. Still haven't forgiven my vet for that. But every time I see a picture of him, just like when ever I saw him while he was alive, he just makes me grin like an idiot. He really was hilarious. And he used to come in the house all the time, and harass the dog.
I think I need a new goat. I miss having a ruminant with character. This winter I will have Ella Fitzgerald, my kune kune pigglewig living on the yard with us (she is about the size of a springer spaniel - I'm getting her a kennel as the huge pighouse in the woods will probably be a bit lonely for her all on her own), as she is the last of my piggies left now I'm now longer breeding. Elvis died last week.... :(:(
 
Aw i love this post. Goats are amazing. I'd love one but i'm not sure they are suited to suburban back gardens with only a cat for company.

When i was three I went to a pub garden with mum and dad and there was a tethered goat there. Ma and pa left me petting it while they chatted to friends and after a few mins they heard a scream.

The goat had decided to walk round me in circles so i ended up chained to its tether post yelling like a banshee.

I still love 'em though.
 
foraday said:
Ladder photo is priceless!

Its a laugh a minute down your yard!
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oh yes it really is...I have to keep myself occupied now I'm sad and divorced age 24! We had a great moment when the GORGEOUS young vet, Simon, ***swoons*** came out to castrate the piglets and he spent ages doing flying tackles and dives for them round a stable while I stood there and laughed, then calmly extracted them one by one, and held them upside down for him...
And the occasion when the piglets all got under the fence and trotted through my porch via 2 catflaps, and round to the swimming pool where they dug up the flowerbeds in a shady spot looking for worms. Mother not impressed.
And Billy climbed into the vet's car once and started eating packaging for the dressings and syringes etc. They ended up on my bill sadly.
And I got caught (with my mother) trying to shove the lambs head back through the fence using our knees, by the B&B guests who had parked up and come to look at the animals. Billy would frequently climb through the ladder. I just snapped him halfway when he turned to look at me. I also found him facedown in a feed bin on several occasions - he climbed onto the next door bin and knocked the lid off, and then began his descent to the nuts at the bottom..
I miss him :(
 
I think goats are great, used to know one called Gideon. There's a couple of guard goats along with some guard geese at a yard we pass on one of our hacks and they are always an interesting stop and stare point for the horses. Yours looks lovely and a character.
 
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