I have wanted goats for a long time. I'm not sure when, or even why, this idea started. I just have always thought they are such cute animals. From the day we bought this house we have called the back part of the lot the "goat area", never the "animal area" or "chicken area" even though it was their home first!
Thursday evening I was on Facebook and saw a post on a farm and garden group about some goats needing a new home. I have seen goats on there before, but for some reason these just seemed like they would be a good fit. I sent the woman a message asking about them. We chatted back and forth and discovered that we actually knew her father-in-law! Jerry worked with him at TRW in the 90's. We had even spent time with her son when he was probably the twins age (and Roz was 5 or 6). It seemed to be providence.
We made arrangements for them to bring the goats out to us (since we don't have a truck) on Saturday afternoon. We all - me, the kids, and even Pa - anxiously awaited their arrival. They finally got here right before dinner time. We had a nice chat with their owners when they got here.
The goats ran around a bit and almost immediately figured out how to get in the little door of the chicken coop. (We fixed that Sunday morning by adding a bar across the door. The chickens can get under it, but the goats can't.) In addition to the goats, they brought their waterer and feeder, a bag of goat treat, and a bale of alfalfa. Jerry ended up giving them a little extra money because he thought they went above and beyond. Even so, I think it was still a good deal.
They are pygmy mix wethers (which means neutered males for those of you who don't know). We didn't want to deal with babies or milking so we thought that would be a good place to start. These guys were hand-fed bottle babies born last April so they love people. They are also used to kids which was a big plus for us. They came with the names Elf and Squirt.
Elf is part lamancha goat and has little tiny ears. He is super sweet and friendly, as well as the leader of the two. Squirt looks more like a regular pygmy goat and has horns (his disbudding/dehorning didn't work). He is a bit more shy and follows Elf's lead.
We didn't really have much time to get to know them on Saturday. It was dark pretty much as soon as we got them. My dad checked on them several times Saturday night. We think they were nervous about being some place new and didn't sleep very much. Sunday they seemed tired and didn't really do too much. They were especially wary of Libby, even through the fence. But Libby's calm demeanor had them okay with her by the end of the day.
Annabeth took advantage of their laying by the fence and sat in the dirt to pet them.
Their previous owners said they were good buddies and they really are! They are pretty much inseparable. It was hard to get photos of one without the other in it.
Monday morning they seemed more comfortable and rested. To prove it they were also more mischievous. Elf got out into the main yard several times through a weak spot in the fence. Dad and I fixed it as best we could with some zip ties and chicken wire, but Jerry also called a fence repair guy. Getting the fence fixed had been on our list of things to do soon anyway. Gram and Pa took turns on goat watch and, thankfully, we didn't have any more escapes. We're really hoping the chicken wire holds until the fence guy can get here.
Jerry doesn't like to admit it, but I think he likes them. The rest of us aren't afraid to admit we love them already! We think they will be a great addition to our little "farm".