The two baby goats are growing up quick…physically. They are still playful babies, but big enough now to do some real damage. Silly, the baby girl, had taken to playing a game of running into the stall from outside, then ramping off the stall door. We had anticipated those sorts of baby goat antics, and built the door plenty heavy, then attached it with long screws and heavy hinges. Unfortunately, all of that just meant that Silly just broke the door framing, instead.
We don’t have a truck, of course, and so there is no way to get materials here to repair the stall door. The remaining stall is far too small to accommodate four goats and two alpacas. Since we’ve been working on fencing another yard with a convenient little old empty square granary (for the buckling and the alpacas), we decided to separate everyone at night, with all of the girls in the remaining stall, and the buckling and alpacas outside in the yard.
The alpacas are impressive mosquito magnets, crawling with them even when there are only one or two on the goats, and none bothering me. They really like the chickens being in the yard, and even tolerate the birds hopping on them to pick at bugs when they are lying down. They had become quite accustomed to going into the barn at night, where the chickens keep the mosquitoes down, and they have not been terribly impressed at us chasing them back out into the yard when we close up at night.
Silly, the instigator in this whole mess, has been a real pain about matters. She and Tuscan (the buck) have been together since birth, and she is not taking the separation well. She bleats and bleats, making the most pitiful (and annoying) noise for hours each night. She has been jumping at the door of the stall that leads to the yard, too, and it is only a matter of time before she breaks that, as well.
Tuscan, for his part, makes a fair bit of noise for a few minutes after the stall door is closed, but settles down fairly quickly. He was a damp, bedraggled goat this morning, though, as a flash thunderstorm rolled through last night, dumping an inch or two of rain in under half an hour, sometime between 11 and midnight. I think the poor boy was probably pretty cold. It’s really too bad, as this is not his fault, but hopefully we can get the boys’ yard done soon…