We had pygmy goats when I was growing up and I learned so much and had so many wonderful experiences with raising and caring for them that I would like to acquire my own small herd someday in which I am hoping I can raise quality mini silkies as I find them beautiful, of good temperament, and just the right size for 4H projects for my own children. But now for my goat story.
We had a goat named Carmel. A small pygmy who was only about 19 inches tall. My grandpa had a gate set up on our goat pen that was about four and half feet tall. Carmel figured out she could jump it and would immediately go after our orchard trees.
My grandpa made a bar on the gate putting it to five feet tall. We all could tell Carmel was studying him as he raised the gate's height as if she were calculating her options of escape to the orchards. Once my grandpa left she jumped the five foot gate. Flew over it like a bird. My grandpa by this time was quite frustrated with her for getting into the orchard. He raised the gate again by another half a foot and had a stare down with her while adding the extra height to the gate.
"Now you can't possibly jump that," he said with finality.
While he was walking away from the gate Carmel jumped the fence and starting walking behind him proud as a peacock for once again defying gravity. My entire family was hocked by little Carmel's exceptional ability and my grandpa scratched his head in bewilderment. Finally at six feet the gate was finally too tall for her to jump. I still can picture her standing and pouting at the six foot gate looking longingly at the orchard as if she wasn't getting pudgy from eating grain and my grandpa stood on the other side giving her a nod of triumph.
To this day my grandpa (who is now 93) has a smile face when we talk about Carmel the flying goat.
Your story brought a smile to my face as I remembered my first pygmy goat. We bought one, seventy-five dollar, 12 week old pygmy goat. We heard goats make good horse companions so we thought we would just throw it in with the horses, and it would be fine. We put it in with the horses, started walking back to the house, and there she was, following right behind us. So we found some hog panels and made a pen inside the horse corral, and went back to the house, happy that we had solved the problem. A few minutes later, there she was, crying at the door. So off to TSC we went to by a dog kennel and a dog Igloo. $400 later, we had the little girl contained, but still unhappy. Se would just stand at the fence, look at the house and cry, so of course we did the only thing we could, buy another goat, and we have had goats ever since. I guess they are like potato chips. You can't have just one:)
aww!! Yeah, they are quite addicting! I remember we started with four and ended up with eleven.
When we were younger we had a goat who chewed on our shoes! Its name was angry Greg!!!
my name is angry greg
We live in a private home near Hendersonville NC (mZirconia NC) I smelled a heavy musk odor & when I went to the garage to check, I came face to face w a quite large mountain goat. She was very friendly & had no intention of leaving so we made up a bed gave her water & called the security gate to see if anyone was missing what appears to be a house pet.
When she started to ram our
Weight at 150-200 lbs.
What can we do?
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