I think we're going to have to name Avalon's fawn doeling something spicy. Today she threw a tantrum. I let them in to eat from mom after milking her and THERE WAS NO TEAT FOR HER...so she got mad. She SCREAMED and threw her head in the air with her little stinker nose all wrinkled up and looked down her face at everyone (nobody noticed). When that didn't work she screamed again and jumped into the air, headbutting nothing. She's the one Avalon doesn't favor, but I think she's spunky enough she's going to get enough. She's just like her naughty, spunky, tiny rhino of a mother.
I think that is only if you want it registered as being posted. Purple paint sure would be a much cheaper method than putting signs up all along the property line.
Aw, she's not so bad. She has a temper (but don't we all?). Plus, when any of the doelings can't get what they want or need they come to people and ask you for it. They've trained us. The other day the does were eating maple leaves and all the low leaves had been eaten so somehow I wound up lifting doelings into the tree so they could pick a leaf and then setting them back down so they could eat it while I lifted the other one. How can you say no to lined up doelings hopefully waiting for their turns? They're kind of brats because of us...and possibly Saffron who dotes on them and does everything but nurse them.
There, I blame Saffron. Clearly it's all her fault, lol.
My sheep are spoiled brats too. They speak, I get them what they want. Or I brush them, the ones that want to be brushed. I pull branches down so they can reach the leaves, shake the wild persimmon trees and have even picked up acorns for them. Aren't we happy goat/sheep servants? LOL