Lilly’s Friend – The Goat

Earlier this week, Lilly’s friend the Boer goat spent a lot of time in the pasture behind our house. We’ll go a whole week without seeing her, then she’ll be back, grazing with the horses. Tom and I each left the dogs inside and went to smooch on her at the fence. (We think its a her.) And, she loved the attention. Do you think a raised paw means the same thing in Goat-Speak as it does with dogs?

I got overzealous with the zoom. She is actually hoping to scale the fence to get closer to me. As you can see, she’s wearing both a collar with some kind of county tag on it and an ear tag, so she MUST belong to the ranch behind us and not just be a “stray” goat as neighbors suspected.

She seems really sweet, but I’m still cautious about letting Lilly get close. I honestly think Lilly believes the goat to be a big dog, and I’m pretty sure Canine Language and Goat Language are different, considering the earlier foot stomping episode.

I’m actually kind of scared of bigger livestock, but I like to talk to them and rub their cheeks when I can. They seem much bigger up close. Like the mules … the other day. Holy crap! When you get up too them, they are HUGE.

Lilly spent a chunk of Thursday sitting attentively at the fence, while the mules next door grazed. I would have taken a photo, but Tom uses the camera for work stuff, and he had it with him off site.