We had a bunch of "firsts" today, all before 9 in the morning!
I set up a piece of fencing across the street around the old overgrown barn foundation.
I led the goats over and put them in.
I walked away from the goats, into the house, and let the dogs out.
Walked back over to the goats, Maggie barked and whined and scared the goats (this area is outside the dog fence).
Both goats ran through the fence. I caught them, leashed them and put them back in.
Now I'm in the house blogging, Maggie is acting like she's scared I don't love her any more and attaching herself to me, and the goats are outside, their first time outside on the job, alone, without me. I'm verklempt.
I have this idea that it'll be an utter catastrophe if the goats get out, or a dog chases a goat, or who knows what I haven't even imagined yet. I have a feeling that once those things actually happen once or twice, I'll get over the whole "catastrophe" thing. So we're all learning. Me, the goats, and the dogs. The cats and the chickens are lesson-free so far today.
But the day is still very young! If all goes well, the chickens will have a new house today. Fingers crossed, and time to get cracking! (Yes, the stove is still here. I've forgotten oh, about 8 times to call Sears and have them come get it. And yes, the dirt is still there, too. Don't judge.)
11 hours ago