b>Just a day in my lifeSo I woke up around 6:30 am, as usual. Fed the inside cats, just to shut them up. Put on my flip-flops and head outside. Feed the outside cats, Call the chickens, feed them, grab horses feed and head out to feed her, and give my neighbors horse and goats, their morning snack. Nothing unusual. Come back inside, fix me my morning Pepsi, (Cant stand the taste of coffee, yuck!) Sit down just in time to watch The Nanny,lol.. Around 8 am, get online for my eight hours. Around 9 my hubby comes in and tells me to watch Billy, he is running the fence line. Another neighbor, who also has goats, well, all his nanny goats are coming into heat. This is sending Billy, my back neighbors billy goat to stay at the fence, butting heads with another billy goat. So I come back inside, go back to checking emails, reminding myself to check on the stupid goat periodically. So around 9:30, I head back outside, look for Billy and Nanny Girl, See Nanny girl, but NO Billy! I look at the other fence line, the neighbors horse and shepard are at the back gate, and both throwing a fit. I put on shoes, yes flip-flops to chase a goat,lol.. I look again as I walk out, and there is Billy, in the other pasture, with all the nannies, Oh boy, here we go. Let me tell you that this Goat is just starting to get friendly, so even with food, the nannies are far more important to him! So I come back, to my neighbors house, grab a rope, head back over to the goat. Okay if anyone had, had a camcorder, they would have had a winner! LOL. I chased and herded that dang goat for thirty minutes, Everytime I threw the dang rope, I got a goat, but Not the one I had come for! So again the process would start all over,lol.. Two of my neighbors workers laughed at me, then when they could laugh no more, came and helped me pin the goat into a stall. Then I easily looped the rope on the goats neck, and then around his horns, and started the long drag home! Now I weight about 120 on a bad day, Billy weighs around 235, so it took me another thirty minutes to get him to the stall! Along the way, I had to tackle him Twice for trying to pull me and running off. And of course I didnt grab my roping gloves, so everytime he ran, the resin on the rope would heat, ouch! I am sure I will have bruises, he ended up in the stall, with a bloody nose, from me tackling him. I think I will stick to horses, control their heads, you control the animal,lol.. So there is a typical day, in the life of a country Racing poet!Here is a picture of the culprit,lol

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