I'm DONE,...he only stands 30" off the ground, he's as cute as a button but he's louder than the whole goat herd all on his own. I have found myself creeping, tiptoeing and hiding in case he sees me. I peep around the corner to see if there is water in his trough and there he is watching and bleating incessantly. I try to get their feed into the pen, opening the gate with barely a squeak...and there his is, watching and bawling. I only have to move in the barn and there is Solo always watching, waiting and always at top volume. He has been living with Dolly (the Mutant cow) Molly (the hopefully pregnant cow) and Matcho the stud goat in waiting. At the time it seemed like a good place to put him to wean off the bottle and also to get him away from trying out his testosterone on the girls. Now I'm planning a psycho analyist for Dolly molly Macho...and ME. Last night I (we) had a very impromptu business meeting ( I think I hyjacked Greg on the way to the restroom, great timing, he didn't have time for a counter proposal ). I opened the motion closed it and seconded it....Solo is going to lose his offending appendages today and then he can be returned to the goat pen to be taught some manners by the does..and give me some peace. Sounds like a great idea...sounds like Heaven, peace will be restored to the barn. Greg says I sound ruthless, give me a moment to think about that.......mmmm....YES !!! Time for another day down on the farm. Take care. M
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