I’m sure the question crossed many minds as to whether or not keeping a smelly ol’ buck around would begin to test our patience over time. Well, we’re almost a month in and I can confirm that everyone is just as happy to have him around as when he first came home. His rut is nearing an end, and he isn’t as smelly as he was. Either that, or we’ve gotten used to his odor. Now there’s a scary thought….
Perhaps you recall the story from last year where one of our goats escaped while on the way home from being bred with a buck. It had been a final straw for Rachel, who spent an hour looking for Lily in the dark far from home. “I don’t care what it takes. Next year, we’re getting our own buck.” You see, the job of taxiing lovesick goats back and forth from a farm with a buck largely fell on her….