As soon as Jordan and I arrived at the farm today, he headed for the tramponline. He loves bouncing and doing all kinds of tricks on it. It's good exercise and he is careful. Next we decided to go and see the new horse. He is a belgium and about sixteen hands high. They've named him King Arthur and the name surely fits him. I took a photo of him in his stall. Thought he is very large, he is a gentle giant. We are careful around him as we don't know him well yet.
While I was taking the photo of King Arthur, Jordan decided to go back to the trampoline. He missed the fun. I happen to look out the door of the barn and there were the goats scooting under the gate and heading down the lane. We managed to get them in and we just turned around and there they were heading out of their pen again. Seems a farm hand had made a feeding trough by sectioning off a piece of the pen and nailing a few wooden slats to it to keep the goats from escaping. He installed the slats 9 inches apart. He thought this would give them enough room to get their heads through to eat the hay. However, he didn't take into consideration that some of the goats are very tiny and that even William the Ram could get through those slots.
I told him I thought he should put another slat between those but he insisted 6 inches was perfect. I'll wait and see what happens because the smaller goats (some of them are still babies) will be able to get through those as well.
Sad news at the farm again today. Queenie, one of the horses that the boys got to know last spring has died. She wasn't staying at the farm at the present time, but she was a lovely horse and we'll all miss her.
Along with the sad news came good news. Three of the goats are pregnant and will give birth around late February or March. I looked the gestation time for a goat up on Google and it says 5 months. Something nice to look forward to over the winter.
When I finally was finished helping herd the goats back where they belonged for the third time, it was time to round up Jordan and head for home. He was still enjoying his time on the trampoline. The day was beautiful and a good time was had by all. I had never herded goats before, but as the saying goes, there's a first time for everything.