Goat in the manger
"Oh, Abigail, why do you
have to be so bad!" I exclaimed when I entered the goat shed Monday
morning. I'm used to Artemesia jumping over into the kidding stall and
then onto the tarp-covered pile of stored hay therein. But Abigail used
to stay put in the main room where both goats belong.
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No longer. Our herd queen bent down the top of our wire manger
then figured out how to leap from milking stanchion to a new perch atop
the hay. Next, she proceeded to sleep there and poop there, meaning the
loose hay was no longer on her goat-approved menu.
In her defense,
though, I think Abigail was just trying to force my hand since I'd kept
adding new hay on top of old hay that she wasn't entirely keen on. So I
cleaned out the whole manger and put a much smaller layer of fresh hay
back in. Hopefully that will be enough to make our herd queen obey the
rules...although I have no hope that our little leaping charmer will
keep her feet planted firmly on the ground.