[Elsie]

(Elsie's bound to have a graphic of a goat being goaded.)

How about one being teased?

Jack (the black and white one you see the most on these pages) thinks he's the Alpha goat of the herd.

Every day I have to remind him that I am.

He likes to rare up on his hind legs, lower that head, and come at me; trying to keep me from directing him back into the barn.

It never works!

Silly goat!

[goat granny]

I only had one billy come after me and really mean it...I walked through the barn, heading for the door that leads to the front pasture..I had forgotten that one of my billys was breeding for the first time and had 3 nannys with him and I had to pass through his room we put him in for breeding..He saw me and backed up 2 steps, which was his way of signaling he was coming after me. I put my back to the side of the barn so he couldn't knoCK me down...he was quick and backed u[p again and this time I was ready for him and grabbed both horns, still with my back on the side of the barn and then adrenalin kicked in and I was pissed...we tussled but with both horns useless to him, it took some wresting but I got him pulled to the outside door. Opened it and virtually threw him out...man that goat was pissed...he kept banging on that door from the outside and the nannys were in with me...got the door locked and figured he wasn't ready to quit, he banged that door so hard so many times he was straightening the lock, so I decided I'd leave through one of the other doors until he cooled down.

The lock was one of those heavy hook and eye types. I yelled at him over the fence and threw some grain out for him...While he ate the grain I threw in the pasture I went back into his room, unlocked the door so he could get back in with his nannys. If I had gotten hurt, it would have been by my carelessness in forgetting he was back there.....Its amazing what strength you have with argueing with a goat once your adrenlin kicks it and its you or the goat....good thing I stayed on my feet, bless that side of the barn, it kept me upright...LOL

Now in my 70's I have a hard time carrying a 24 pack of pepsi....The loss of strength is what I miss most growing old...I was in my 40's at the time and farming keeps you strong...had an attack goose and large nasty rooster. I didn't turn my back to those 2 but alas he *THE ROOSTER* went after my hubby one time and lost his head...the coop was safe to enter without my shovel in my hand...None of the bantum roosters never pulled that stunt, they were much more mellow....