Post by olhillbilly on Sept 15, 2006 11:19:59 GMT -6
Let me do alil recap of yesterday's adventures, as I was too plum tuckered out to get online last night.
My friend? Who instilled the idea I needed goats. Duhwayne whom I will refer to as DW originally brought out his three goats last spring. I seen their eagerness to eat brush (locust, multiflora, an other noxious stuff). So I just hadda get me some goats. Mine, now mind you, are of no problem, um, yet. As most of em are of the dwarf type. His on the otherhand are full grown. I had been tellin him of how they were leavin or come deer season, I was gonna turn em loose an paint "DEER" on the sides of em. I think, he thought I was exagerating.
Well yesterday, he came out early to help me separate them. We turned em loose while we built another pen outta 52 inch high cattle panels. The goats follered us around like overgrown puppys. We got em in their new home an went an sat in the shade to have a cold soda. DW says "WOW" look at that!! He just cleared that panel!! I said So! Now ya see what I been talkin bout. Whacha gonna do now? Sides tell work you might be alil late gettin in. hehe
So he did and grabs a couple sandwiches an I began makin jumpers for a fence charger.
Black fence jumpin goat named by DW (with lack of imagination) as "Blackie". Duh! follered me around till he got back. So we's standin there wolfin down a burger an Blackie decide he like french fries. and since I didnt share as often as he wudda liked. Reached up an ate my cigar. DW (havin three broken ribs from fallin off a perfectly good horse) tried deperatly not to laugh. I said "I hope yer friggin ribs hurt".
So we went out an strung wire up for the shock value. lol And got the goats back in an hooked it up to the battery. Hooked tester to charger an couldnt detect anything. I was kneelin down an pokin around an WHAM!! Knocked me over. I said its obviously workin somewhere. Oh, And I HOPE yer ribs hurt!
This charger was sposta pulse. And still couldnt figger out why it wasnt. Unhooked it an switched things around an Me, holdin the test leads and not sure what else, felt a WHAM WHAM WHAM! and announced the thing was pulsing. Oh, And I HOPE yer Ribs HURT! That'll teach him to stand there snickerin. uh huh
So anyways. I hadda couple and a half tuna sandwiches an fell asleep in the chair. Theres a goat auction next week. We'll see who goes and who stays home. Im takin one of mine (a whiney toggenburg goat an hope to bring back some more dwarfs. I hope some fence jumpin "deer lookin things " go as well.
hb
My friend? Who instilled the idea I needed goats. Duhwayne whom I will refer to as DW originally brought out his three goats last spring. I seen their eagerness to eat brush (locust, multiflora, an other noxious stuff). So I just hadda get me some goats. Mine, now mind you, are of no problem, um, yet. As most of em are of the dwarf type. His on the otherhand are full grown. I had been tellin him of how they were leavin or come deer season, I was gonna turn em loose an paint "DEER" on the sides of em. I think, he thought I was exagerating.
Well yesterday, he came out early to help me separate them. We turned em loose while we built another pen outta 52 inch high cattle panels. The goats follered us around like overgrown puppys. We got em in their new home an went an sat in the shade to have a cold soda. DW says "WOW" look at that!! He just cleared that panel!! I said So! Now ya see what I been talkin bout. Whacha gonna do now? Sides tell work you might be alil late gettin in. hehe
So he did and grabs a couple sandwiches an I began makin jumpers for a fence charger.
Black fence jumpin goat named by DW (with lack of imagination) as "Blackie". Duh! follered me around till he got back. So we's standin there wolfin down a burger an Blackie decide he like french fries. and since I didnt share as often as he wudda liked. Reached up an ate my cigar. DW (havin three broken ribs from fallin off a perfectly good horse) tried deperatly not to laugh. I said "I hope yer friggin ribs hurt".
So we went out an strung wire up for the shock value. lol And got the goats back in an hooked it up to the battery. Hooked tester to charger an couldnt detect anything. I was kneelin down an pokin around an WHAM!! Knocked me over. I said its obviously workin somewhere. Oh, And I HOPE yer ribs hurt!
This charger was sposta pulse. And still couldnt figger out why it wasnt. Unhooked it an switched things around an Me, holdin the test leads and not sure what else, felt a WHAM WHAM WHAM! and announced the thing was pulsing. Oh, And I HOPE yer Ribs HURT! That'll teach him to stand there snickerin. uh huh
So anyways. I hadda couple and a half tuna sandwiches an fell asleep in the chair. Theres a goat auction next week. We'll see who goes and who stays home. Im takin one of mine (a whiney toggenburg goat an hope to bring back some more dwarfs. I hope some fence jumpin "deer lookin things " go as well.
hb