lovinglife
Loving the herd life
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I used to have a milking goat. One year I decided to go hunting with my Father, but didn't know what to do with my goat. So I loaded her up in the back of the pickup and took her with. We had already hauled the camper up, came back for horses and goat and supplies. It looked supper funny, we had her tied in the back surrounded by bales of hay. We got some looks now! But hey, we had fresh milk every day! Only problem was she didn't like to stay tied to the tree at camp when we left. She actually got loose and tracked us, I could hear her a long way off, calling for me... Her name was Chewy, and as soon as she found me she lay down under a tree and was just happy as she could be...
Good luck with the move, and take lots of pictures!!
Good luck with the move, and take lots of pictures!!