We've been having issues lately with the goats escaping. Well, I say we've been having issues - Roger's been having issues. It started out with just Houdetta and Domino (Houdetta so named because she would manage to escape the herd so often we figured she had to be Houdini reincarnated - and Domino, her son, so named because he's pure black with white spots.) Roger finally managed to fill up all the holes she found and stop her from helping herself to a hay buffet - he didn't really grudge her the hay, but she'd eat through the twine to get to it, which made it a lot harder to haul around.
But the past couple of days, the entire herd has been getting out somehow. Roger isn't sure how - he's rode the fenceline, and he's even staked them out to see if he can figure it out, but no luck yet. It's not really an issue - they come running when you bring out the fresh hay, but still... anyway - today, the herd came visiting Marlo and her habitrail. I'm not sure if it was just a prison visit, or if they were offering to bust her out (although the fact that a couple of them came up on the porch leads me to believe they may have heard about the sweet deal Marlo's got and some of them may want in on the feeding/couch jumping.) Part of me wishes that Marlo hadn't been in her corral - I'd like her to go ahead and integrate into the herd - but part of me is glad she was because it did not end well the last time she played with these guys (Ron and Roger ended up finding her bleating her poor little heart out, abandoned in a gully she couldn't get out of.) But it'll be interesting to see if she can integrate - in a few weeks. I've still got a couple weeks of her being my little bummer.
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