>>>her eyes show that she is sharp.<<<
LOL, she was the best watchdog you could imagine... Let a strange car pull in the driveway and she was right there ready to challenge them...
Once when I was traveling, there was a somewhat shady character who got out of his car and was looking at some of my machinery - she started chasing him round and round his car - my wife came out and the guy was yelling - “It doesn’t bite does it? - Please call it off me...” She was rearing on her hind legs and cocking her head ready to knock the stuffing out of him if he didn’t get back in his car - which he did and left in a hurry.
She trained our dogs that way too - she would slam them and roll them hard - then she would walk up to them and become their best friend. Imagine 140 pound goat standing over 6’ tall on her hind legs - impressive to say the least and then the hammer blow overcame just about any resistance... LOL
Imagine 140 pound goat standing over 6’ tall on her hind legs - impressive to say the least and then the hammer blow overcame just about any resistance... LOL<<<
I don’t need to imagine it, for I have had the experience.
I wanted the doe, but could only have her, if I took her brother the buck.
Hauled them home some 45 miles in the back of a 55 Chevie station wagon, just Mary and I, she managed to keep them from helping me drive....
Put them in the pens, went out about 10 pm to take scraps to the chickens and check on them.
Thought nothing of going in the pen, until the buck started his attack.
I managed to catch his collar and stood there, holding him on his hind feet, for many minutes, until Bill missed me and came to see why I was missing.
Talk about scared and tired, he was a Big one, maybe 200 pounds and as soon as we could, we gave him to a rancher, who ran goats with his sheep in the summer heat, to stop them from breeding to deliver in the extreme heat of Yuma.
A good way to ruin a buck or ram in the Yuma heat, is to allow them to breed....
If you ever have a doe who will not breed, take her for a ride in your station wagon....it works, even with unbred 5 year old goats.
I found that people who are evil are afraid of animals, they know that their sense of smell is good.
Many times, suspicious creatures who arrived at our place, took one look at my 2 big Samoyed dogs and when asked what they wanted, as they refused to get out of the vehicle, would come up with some odd request.....Little did they know that I met all vehicles, armed under my big apron.
We were the last place, then 40 miles across the bombing range to Mexico.
The honest Mexicans looking for work that had walked the 40 miles were not afraid of the dogs...by the time they got to my place, water and food was of more interest, then fear.