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Sunday, January 31, 2016
I think I've just seen the goat equivalent of helicopter parenting. It was time to get Sara and Pinkie out of the kidding pen, but Sara refused to go into the intermediate nursery corral, even with Pinkie in it hollering her head off. Knowing how fiercely protective Sara is, I let them out with the other does (no dogs) in the small barn pasture. Once Pinkie was done initially exploring sun, grass, mud, snow, and wind she started bouncing around approaching all the other goats. And one by one Sara walked up and head-butted them all!
I went to the store and when I got back, no surprise, Sara was standing guard at the barn door with Pinkie inside and everyone else outside. This is just what she did last year because obviously the barn is intended to shelter her children and no one else.
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