Showing posts with label hop hop hop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hop hop hop. Show all posts

Friday, June 5, 2009

Kevin Learns to Walk on a Lead - NOT!

One of the things we goats learn - whether we want to or not - is to walk on a lead. I can't say it is a very dignified thing; being lead around by a leash, but it just something we have to do on occasion. I must admit that the publicist doesn't put leads on us that often. She usually just lets us roam around at will. If we are stubborn goats, though and don't go back to our pen when she tells us to she does put a lead on us to take us back to our pen. Abigail and I walk very well on our leads but Jillian and Mallory had obviously not been trained well at all. But that is not my problem, is it? Luke and Michael walk very nicely on their leads and I must say they look very handsome when they go by - but that is a topic for another post. The publicist always has a lead on the boys when they go out to graze because they don't always listen to her. She just lets it drag behind them.


Now it was time for Kevin to have his first lesson. As with all first lead walking lessons it did not go well. Kevin is used to his freedom and we all know he likes to hop, hop, hop.




He pulled







He bucked







He planted his hooves






He even tried to sit down





The publicist was laughing so hard she could hardly walk with him. But that is the way of first lessons. (She wanted to apologize for appearing in my blog in her icky goat clothes but since she was taking care of us goats.....)

The publicist has been through this before and she knows all the sneaky kid tricks. She will prevail!


I tried to encourage him





He eventually took two whole steps on the lead...




And the publicist decided it was enough for the first day. He will learn. He will need to know this skill for when he moves to his new farm.

My nice commenters have asked why Kevin has to move from the Happy Goats Farm. Well, we already have too many goats here as it is. I knew when Kevin was born that he would be going to join Nora and Sarah on their Farm. They are very happy there and I know Kevin will be too. We can only have so many goats here as we only have so much land. We really only need one buck but the male person let the publicist keep Michael because she was very attached to him. And remember, Abby is pregnant.....so there will be more kids soon!


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Surfin' - Montana Style

Cowabunga dude!

We do things differently here in Montana. We don't have an ocean so if my kid wants to surf I have to improvise...

Dare I say, the hopping continues and the publicist finally got some photos of my hopping kid hopping on me.


Little did I ever imagine I would be a prop for a goat. *sigh*

Hop, hop, hop.

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Saturday, May 9, 2009

And So We Hop Some More....

Hop, hop, hop.

I perhaps should have named him Hoppy instead of Kevin. Hop, hop, hop. That is all the boy does. He hops on me. He hops on the publicist. If it is there, he hops on it. Yesterday he was hopping on the hay feeder in the goat house. He hopped right up and fell asleep in the hay.

Hop, hop, hop.


He has succeeded in hopping on top of me. He stands there on my back as if I am his horse. I am not a horse, I am a goat. The publicist hasn't gotten a great photo yet, but I am sure she will.



Hop, hop, hop.

Then there is the pile of plywood the male person has stacked against the barn. He is going to use it to build the chicken tractors. You guessed it; Kevin had to hop on it. Hop, hop, hop. It didn't matter that the stack was 4 feet high. Oh, no! That didn't stop my hoppin' kid! Up he hopped.




Down he hopped.





Up he hopped.




You get the picture.




He even dared Jillian and Mallory to hop up there. That did not go so well. They are much bigger goats.


See his little head there egging them on?


Now everyday when we either enter or exit the barn - hop, hop, hop.



I guess it is better than hopping on me.


Tomorrow you will get to learn what he was watching on this last hop up the plywood.


Hop, hop hop.


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