Meanwhile, Back at The Ranch: Bye, Bye,…..BUY (our goats)

This trailer contains years of work, frustration, and joy, but it is time for these guys to go.

This week eleven goats waited patiently in two horse stalls to be hauled to the livestock auction while another family of three cruised the pasture.  We spent last week trying to catch them all and get them contained in one place eventually building a chute to guide them into the barn.

Three to go.

No wait.  What’s that?  Remember that big, mean brown goat that I managed to capture by the horns and guide into a stall?  The one that I eventually let out because he was crying?  I saw it walking down the fence row.  Wait.  And there’s another. And another.  I stepped up to the window and saw one of the barn doors on the ground.  Seven goats had escaped!

It was Thursday night.  The auction was Friday night.  We had work to do.  I can not put down the details of the three hours, but I am sure that any divorce court judge would side with me if I filed for divorce over the goat herding debacle.  However, after the long, humid evening, we had twelve goats locked in one horse stall.  The two that still eluded us were the twins, Susan and Elizabeth.  Their mother was with the other eleven, so we hoped they would come up to the barn on their own.  It didn’t happen.

Goats in Trailer
The goats receive number tags in the trailer before they are released.

Finally, auction night had arrived.  Twelve goats were successfully loaded into a borrowed horse trailer and transported to a local livestock auction.  We arrived around 5:30PM, but our first goat didn’t walk through until almost 9:00PM.  We had a long stressful evening wondering if there were even any goat buyers in the audience.

There were.  We left with a check.

Two to go.




5 thoughts on “Meanwhile, Back at The Ranch: Bye, Bye,…..BUY (our goats)”

  1. I’m laughing and I wish Paul Harvey would still be broadcasting and tell us “the rest of the story”> LOL

  2. Bahahaha!!! Run Susan!! Run Elizabeth!!
    I am happy….very, very happy!!
    They love you and want to live inside with the rest of the family……

  3. Julie –
    One of the angriest times I’ve ever seen my dad was when he was chasing a goat. We got this goat from somewhere, and it was part of our animal family for a year or two, but all I know is that it also caused my dad to chase it really fast and frown.
    Love, Kelly

  4. My name is nanc (hi, nanc!), and I have been goat-free for one month and 27 days (applause).

    It’s the most free I have felt for over fourteen years. I no longer have to worry about hoof dents on the truck, poop on the porch, or goats devouring the garden. I plan to be goat-free for the rest of my life.

    Welcome to the bright side, J!

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