She locked me out of the goat pen.
Can you imagine such a thing?
Why you ask?
Because I was so erm, enthusiastic about the new kids.
I wanted them to be mine.
I kept trying to lick them.
Louise did not appreciate this so we kept banging heads.
The publicist was afraid that the kids would get hurt.
So here I am, on the outside looking in.
The new kids played around a bit to get the feel for the big pen.
They caught the attention of the hens.
The hens are bigger than the kids right now so Louise was quite alert.
She let that hen know not to bother her kids!
She is a good nanny!
