Peaches Vs. George

Goat kids usually go through phases similar to those of two legged kids. They have the terrible two's stage, the prepubescent gawky geeky stages, the teenage sighing and eye rolling stage, and so on right up to the wise grande dam stage where they merely cast a look and all those around them whither and bow.

At the moment, Peach Blossom is a know-it-all, badder-n-you, ain't skeered, nuthin' but 'tude 'tween.

Since she is the low man on the totem pole, she has had to look outside her species to show her superiority.

For the last couple of months, when she has had the opportunity, Peaches has taken on George and Ralph.  She challenges them with her head down and ears pinned back, then gets as tall as she can on two legs, and comes down in her best head butt. 

Ralph usually just ambles away grumbling, and George usually gives her a good barking to and she runs back to the herd.

This has been going on all summer, and i have been trying to catch it on film (i guess that is no longer a valid euphemism.  How about catch it on disc?)  Finally, i was in the right place at the right time...with the camera turned on!!

Unfortunately, it would seem that George has run out of patience with this little charade.
Fortunately, i was standing right there and was able to take corrective measures.
Unfortunately, everything happened so fast i am not sure that Peaches actually got the message.

You see, Peaches did a little posturing, rared up, and when she came down, George was waiting with his mouth opened.

Instead of a head butt, Peaches pretty much rammed her head--her ENTIRE head--right in George's mouth.  George underscored the message with a rather fierce growl, and let her go.

Now, before you get all up in arms, let me state that i moved on the scene the instant it happened, and immediately got my hands on Peaches to check her out.  She was perfectly fine...she had a very small moist spot on the top of one ear where i assume she hit the roof of his mouth, but George did not clamp down on her, nor did he move a muscle or make an aggressive move...he only opened his mouth and growled.  This was a defensive "shot across the bow," and frankly, i think Pesky Peaches had it coming.

However, i couldn't let George think this was acceptable behavior, so I came unglued, and got after him in a hail of rocks and dust, growling and reigning down fury and fire.

This is what an extremely contrite George looks like.

And while all the fire and brimstone was being unleashed, Ralph couldn't get flat enough.  I turned around and he was raising the white flag..."It whuddn't me--i didn't do anything!!"

It took an emotional toll on everyone.
The boyz were traumatized.

And Peaches skeedaddled back to browsing with Percy, trying to pretend that she had never left the herd.