Yesterday, as i was standing outside the fence talking to the girls, Maud gave me a strange look, shifted her weight to her back legs, and LEAPT, from a standing position, straight toward me. I reached up, over my head, and caught her mid-chest, and bounced her back in the pen, like hitting a volleyball over the net, with fingertips. She landed on all fours, looked at me, took two steps back, and jumped again. I deflected her again. She stood there looking at me. I turned to Ellie May and asked if she saw that, but i didn't need to ask, i could tell by the look on her face that she had. I said, "I think she would have jumped OVER me, if i hadn't have caught her...is that what it looked like from your angle?" And Ellie completely agreed.
I am not a short person. I am 5'9".
This is a three month old goat.
I turned to walk away, took three steps, and Maud just about tripped me.
Today i am shopping for fabric.
Gonna make that goat a cape.
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