Crisp morning air. Being able to open the windows at night and feel a cool breeze. Smell of burning leaves.
Except I cannot smell any of those things. You know what I smell?
Goat pee. Yep. Goat pee. Stinky, smelly, rank, oh-my-god-what-died-in-your-backyard kind of smell (actually, I think decomposing flesh would smell better). I was pretty sure he was getting stinky when I had the pleasure of smashing my face up against his body during Goat Wrestling last week, but it was definately confirmed this morning when I rounded the corner of the house to give Pan fresh water and hay.
I guess I should have known it was right around the corner. The fact that Pan has been acting penis-ish and being a bastard was a red flag. So, if I want to be able to hang my clothes out on the line to dry, we have to move Mr. Stink-O to other quarters. Last year he spent most of the Fall and Winter in the back yard and I was unable to put my clothes out to dry. I finally had enough and made him a smaller enclosure far, far away from my clothes line in late winter.
Time to move back to your condo-sized bachelor pad. At least you'll be closer to the ladies and can oogle them all you want now. Just keep your oogling apendages to yourself for a while longer. Date night isn't for another month.
:) I can laugh, because I chose NOT to have a stinky sex machine on our little farm.
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, you can laugh because I have to load goats in the van and take them to a buck. It has its own disadvantages. Stress for the does, threat of spreading disease, working things out with the buck's owner, bringing now stinky does back home in the van...
Ah, yes. I remember that odor very well. Don'tcha have to wonder what in the world makes them think they smell attractive to ANY other living creature when they're like that??
ReplyDeletePatty, I really didn't want to have a buck on the farm, but we kind'a inherited him from a friend. Although I'm very happy with his kids & will continue breeding him to two of the does. I would really, really like to breed one of my larger Saanens to a Boer, but I just can not find one for stud around here. Which drives me nuts because I see them everywhere. I may have to get a Boer buck for our farm if it's going to be this difficult all the time.
ReplyDeleteMama Pea, I don't know what's going through the girl goat mind, but apparently it's Channel No. 5 for them! Wacky goats, eh? I had to give the girls baths after their date, I just couldn't stand smelling them even after just a day with the buck.
I knew there was a reason I didn't have goats!
ReplyDeleteI want goats eventually but now you've got me thinking.....exactly how far from my clothesline does one need to be to have my clothes safe??
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