Today is my birthday so I told Phil I wanted to take the goats for a drive in our new carriage after he got off work. They were very good boys–much better than last week. I think they were just a little rusty last time. Finn had a better attitude today, they worked together better, and there was much less pulling at the bits. We even went up and down a couple of hills and it didn’t faze them at all. Phil got out once or twice to take some pictures, but for most of our hour-long drive he rode in the wagon with me.
We finally had a chance to take the new wagon out for a spin yesterday and it was a blazing success! The boys haven’t been driven much since last summer, so they were a bit fired up. They had no trouble at all pulling Phil and I together in the carriage, and in fact we had to spend quite a lot of the time holding them back. This new carriage really fits their size and it looks very dashing. I left the back seat off for now so we can use it like a buckboard and carry cargo. The rear seat is conveniently easy to install and remove. It’s has brakes to help the boys on stops and downhill pulls, and the tongue is self-supporting so the boys don’t have to hold it up by the breastcollars. It has a cushy suspension so it’s a very smooth, comfortable ride for Phil and I too. I think we’re going to have a lot of fun with this vehicle!
I took these photos last week before Tigerlily’s recent tragedy. Everyone stampeded from the pasture when we called them for their daily walk. Gotta love Blackbird’s flying ears and tail! Tired Petunia is all the way at the back. It a lot of work raising two rambunctious rapscallions!
Skeeter loves to chew on clothes, hats, strings, zipper pulls, etc. (Luckily not hair.) We’re going to have to start working on that. Innocent curiosity is one thing. Destructiveness and demands for attention are quite another!
We’ve really been looking forward to Tigerlily’s kid(s) this year, but unfortunately it’s not to be. She miscarried on Sunday and passed a single buckling on Tuesday morning. She was a month early. I’m not sure what to do with this gal. I think she’d been fighting too much with the other goats. They weren’t picking on her–she was deliberately provoking goats higher in the pecking order and kept getting whacked, so I have secretly been a little worried about her pregnancy. It’s disappointing, but she seems to be fine and isn’t mourning or acting “off” so I think all should be well. I’ll have to train her to pull a cart this summer so she has a job. She’s big, strong, athletic, and flashy so she needs to do more than just eat all summer.
Phil and I had fun this past weekend on a whirlwind trip to Kansas City and back. Phil has been collecting marbles since the first year we got married and on our goat vacation last fall we stopped in Bonner Springs, KS and visited the Moon Marble Company. It was a fascinating stop and we found out about a marble show they were hosting in March. We decided to take a peek.
Meanwhile, I’d had my eye on some miniature horse carriages at Frontier Equestrian in Jasper, MO–about two hours south of Kansas City. I thought if we brought Finn and Sputnik we could hit up the carriage shop after the marble show and test drive a few wagons. The little garden cart was perfect for training, but it’s woefully small for such big goats and it only fits one rider at a time.
While Phil entertained himself at the marble show, I took the boys out to a local park and spent the day hiking around. It was not a very interesting park, but it was quiet so we got in a lot of off-leash walking.
There were playgrounds scattered all over the park, and Sputnik and I amused ourselves by jumping through the swings. If I point Sputnik at a jump, he flies over it. He also leaped over park benches (without stepping on the seat), barriers, and a tall, narrow bouncy horse. Finn is a far more talented jumper than Sputnik, but he generally preferred not to try. I think he was sulking a bit without Phil there. Finn acted terrified of the swings and it took me a little time to convince him to leap through them. Eventually he got the hang of it, but he showed no enthusiasm for this “pointless” activity so I didn’t make him do much. Meanwhile Sputnik was begging for more. He likes pointless activities if they involve cookies!
This pointless activity, on the other hand, amused Finn to no end. We found a set of elevated “stepping stones” on springs. Finn made a beeline for them and didn’t want to get down. He stood on one and spun circles, walked across all three, turned around, and walked back. Sputnik walked over them too but was less enthusiastic, especially since Finn kept knocking him down to take his place. I had to tie Finn out of the way so Sputnik could even try.
There were some boys in the playground who were quite impressed with the goats’ obedience. I was wearing my army jacket that day and one of the boys asked, “Are those military goats?”
Sputnik was standing on a park bench with Finn in front of him and I was hoping to get a photo that made it look like Sputnik was standing on Finn’s back, but it didn’t quite work out that way. My goats are too tall!
The marble show lasted two days, and on the second day I took the boys walking on the Indian Creek trailway that runs for over 20 miles around Kansas City. We only explored part of it of course. There were more people there than at the park so I spent more time stopping to explain why I had goats parading around the city on leashes. Finn and Sputnik were very well-mannered for all of it so it was quite a pleasant day. Thinking back, a walk like this would have been miserable just two years ago. I’d have had a terrible time trying to control both of them by myself, and I’d have had to deal with balking, spooking, bolting, fighting, and trying to go back. Our boys have come a long way in their training. They walk nicely beside me so I can hold a leash in each hand without fussing. They obey voice commands very well, so if one needs to speed up or slow down I can control him with a word and a slight tug on the leash. They don’t balk or spook at dogs, bikes, baby strollers, sirens, or blowing trash. Well-trained goats are such a joy to walk with and I don’t think I realized how good our boys have gotten until that day. Training takes time and progresses in baby steps. Sometimes it’s hard to see those small improvements until one day you suddenly realize how good your goats are–that they finally feel like they’ve “arrived”. Cuzco had good leash manners and I sometimes lamented that Finn and Sputnik were a lot of work compared to good old Cuzco. Now Finn and Sputnik are better behaved than Cuzco was!
On Monday we stopped at Frontier Equestrian in Jasper, MO.
The store didn’t open until 11:00 so Phil and I had almost two hours to burn. Jasper is a small town that appears to be slowly dying. There was no one on the roads so we walked up and down the streets with our goats off-leash.
When the carriage shop finally opened we test drove several models. This one was lighter weight but it just didn’t cut it. Too low for one thing, and it had no suspension for another. There was also something not quite right with the team pole and doubletree. We decided to pass.
We settled on this two-seater. After we tried it with two goats, I hitched up Sputnik to see if he could manage it by himself. He had no trouble working up a good trot. I need to shorten the shafts a bit, but they’re the perfect width and height for a goat. This carriage has good suspension and is a very smooth ride. I can’t wait to try it out next weekend! I have to make a yoke for it first. I think we’re really going to enjoy this little wagon! It would even look good with a four-in-hand should we ever have enough goats.
My apologies… some of these are a bit redundant, but Finn is particularly photogenic and it’s hard to quit clicking the camera when he’s posing.
They love those pine trees! A funny thing that happens during every walk is that Finn or Sputnik will rear up and stand on a branch to eat, which bends it way down. As soon as the shorter goats see Finn or Sputnik on a tree, several of them will usually race over and reap the benefits, so I don’t often see just one of them going at it.
Little Coral was sure feisty yesterday! She tried to pick fights with everyone, but most of the goats weren’t having it. This little fuzzball showed up pregnant on her blood test, so she’s expecting kids in June!
A brief father and daughter moment before Petunia turned around and whacked him away. I love that my bucks are gentle with babies. Neither of them has tried to do more than sniff curiously at them, but mama is suspicious.
When mama wasn’t looking, Blackbird and Skeeter introduced themselves formally to Daisy. You can see the worried look on Daisy’s face. She adores baby goats, but Petunia has been protective of these two and has swatted Daisy and Pluto for looking too close.
I have to say, of all the babies we’ve had around here, we might be having the most fun with these two. For one thing, these are the first kids that have not once pottied in the house, which means they get to come in the house a lot! We’ve had them in almost every night since they were born so they could sit on the couch and watch movies with us. They love this couch now, and lately they’ve taken to bouncing on it while we’re fixing popcorn or whatever.