Found this lady waiting for me when I got home…

All by herself. Usually there’s a flock of’em. Also usually they have the courtesy to recognize that they’re trespassing enough to at least avoid me. This one just bleated and walked up to me like I owed her money, or maybe a bale of alfalfa.

Can’t say I blame her. Not only is the Goat Guy not fencing in his goats like he promised, he’s pretty clearly back to not feeding them. So I can hardly get mad at the goats for wandering in search of food. And this one is pretty heavily pregnant, too.

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9 Responses to Found this lady waiting for me when I got home…

  1. Kentucky says:

    Goats can be rather hard to fence in.

  2. Ben says:

    I’m no goat expert, but that critter looks hungry!

  3. Malatrope says:

    Ribs are showing rather more than normally…

  4. boynsea says:

    “Goats can be rather hard to fence in.” Yes, especially when they look as underfed as that one does. Goat Guy needs to up his game.

  5. WWilson says:

    Hmmmm, goats are tasty bbq’ed. Just hope they’re not someone’s girlfriend.

  6. Robert says:

    Is that a Nubian? Not that I know my goat types…

    I hope someone has a polite but unambiguous talk with Goat Guy about animal husbandry.

  7. The Neon Madman says:

    Not fencing in the goats is decidedly impolite, but not feeding them is straight out neglect. It is unfortunate to see that.

  8. Anonymous says:

    How are the goat people doing? Are they feeding themselves

  9. Joel says:

    I suppose they’re doing all right. They got a mobile home so they could move out of the shed before winter. Don’t know how they’re heating it.

    I don’t actually have much to do with them anymore. “I don’t shit in your yard, don’t shit in mine” is a pretty simple rule, violation of which I consider grounds for divorce.

To the stake with the heretic!