My dog would handle the problem.
We had the best dog in the world who died 2 years ago from lymphoma. His name was Sam and he came from the home from hell where he had been abused, shot at and run over in their yard and left for dead. So we gave him a home and he absolutely adored us. One day my husband was working on the tractor and Sam took off like a shot running after one of our goats who disappeared over the top of the hill. My husband was worried that Sam would attack the goats but a few seconds later Sam came running back over the top of the hill, full speed, being chased by 7 goats. Sam was running so fast his back legs were crossing in front his front legs. I still laugh when I think about that. May he rest in peace.