As I sit here and type I can feel the numerous bruises I accumulated yesterday after being pushed over and trampled on by a 30-40lbs Pygmy goat. My sister faired far worse after receiving a horn to the face, luckily no eyes were lost and she got away with merely a bloody noise and I imagine she has quite the shiner this morning. In the end though, his feet were trimmed and his foot rot treated. In comparison the three Alpines where a breath of fresh air after having to wrestle with Ashes, they merely stood still and let Karen quickly trim their feet as I held their heads. This comparison between them shows how important it is to get animals (no matter the species) used to being handled in such a way from a young age. All of the Alpines have had their feet trimmed from a young age; Ashes though never had his trimmed until I got him. It is just like with dogs, you have to desensitize them from a young age to having their feet, gums and ears touched or they will fight you when they are older when you go to clip their nails, brushes their teeth, or clean their ears.
On a more upbeat note Jeff and I are going to ChickenStock this Sunday, which pretty much is just a giant get together of people who own chickens. It should be fun! Hopefully Jeff doesn’t see too many birds he wants to buy. He has been talking about getting some more exotic looking birds and there are going to be a ton of people selling chicks and eggs.