A couple of years ago we had a buck here that was the absolute sweetest thing, but he had the very, VERY annoying habit of rubbing his gums on a PVC feeding trough that we had. The annoying part was the loud "eeeek eeeeek eeeeeek" sound that this action made. No, wait. The annoying part was that he did this all day and all nite, every day. Constantly. Interminably.
At that time Ren was still here. To know Ren was to love her. Sort of. Ren was an extremely cranky goat. A goat of very little patience. If we could apply the term "curmudgeon" to those of the female persuasion, Ren would be the poster child.
After weeks and weeks of listening to Mansion's seranade, it suddenly stopped. Every time i walked out into the yard, the trough was turned over. I would set it upright, and five minutes later it was knocked over again. Apparently i wasn't the only one irritated by the constant noise. Seems Ren had enough, too, and was turning the trough over so Mansion couldn't make his music. As soon as Mansion left, Ren left the trough alone.
I have a stool that sits in the middle of the doe yard, so i can sit and talk to my girls. The last couple of days, the stool has been turned over when i go out there. Hmmmmm. Such a mystery! Ren is gone, or i would blame her. Why is my stool always upside down?
This morning i set the stool upright. This afternoon it is upside down again. So i decided to watch the herd interactions (the babies are now in the doe yard) from outside the fence this afternoon. After a bit, the goats forget i am there, and go about their business. Turns out Legacy's (you remember her, the hussy that smokes) underbelly is EXACTLY the same height as the legs of the stool. She would go out and munch a bit, then come stand over the leg of the stool and rock back and forth, scratching her tummy while she chews her cud. Saw her do this three times.
Mystery solved. Legacy has an itch.
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