I realized the other day that I haven’t posted about Sammy in a while. So, here’s an update on our spoiled boy 🙂
Sammy moved out of the house last month and into the large goose pen (a bit of a misnomer as that pen also holds, along with a few geese, some of our smaller goats – like Milo, B.B., and Peter, as well as, new goat, Brownie – and the three gray Indian Runner ducks). And let me tell you, Sammy was not happy about his move at all! At least at first he wasn’t.
But it was a move that was necessary. We had bought one of those fold up playpens for Sammy to sleep in while he lived inside. He did really well in it the first several weeks, but fast forward over a month later and he discovered how to climb out of it. That was when he became my little alarm clock.
Sammy in his play pen.
Every morning I would awaken to the sound of little hooves running down the hallway. Not the worst sound to wake up especially if you’re like me and always wanted goats, but still not the most enjoyable either.
Anyways, every night, Sammy would go to bed like a little angel and sleep the whole night through in his playpen, then at the crack of dawn out he’d climb and decide to stage a one-goat race through the house.
Sammy on one of his romps down the hallway.
That’s when I said, “Sammy my boy, I think you’re ready to move outside.”
He, of course, said, “Outside? No, thank you! I’m a house goat, didn’t you know?”
So, to make it easier on our delusional Sammy, we let him make the transition slowly. At first, he spent an hour or two in the large goose pen and then he progressed until finally, he spent the night with them. I can’t remember exactly how many times we checked on him that night (I know I barely slept), but each time he was sound asleep curled up next to his new best friend, B.B.
B.B., who we call our deer goat.
Sammy is nothing if not a friendly and charismatic fella and he very quickly made friends with the others, too. In fact, I kinda think he enjoys being an outside goat, now. . . but he’d never admit it, of course 😉
And now Sammy has a little competition in the cuteness category on our farm. Meet Leon, Lily Rose’s buckling: