Hubby was home by Saturday night. Sunday, that silly goat had figure out how to get out of his pen again. Again, more reinforcement.
Today he got out and tried to get in with the sheep and got his hoof stuck in the gate. I heard goat cries while trying to get the wee one down for his nap. Teen went to check on him. His leg is broken.
Call the vet. They think they can fix it. Now is a time when our one car family is not convenient. We wait for hubby to drive home before we can get him to the vet. Today, hubby works per diem at a school downeast. Three hours away.
All this comes on the heels of Ewe Girl's ( aka Button) death. She died of a prolapsed uterus last week while giving birth to her first lamb.
Life on the farm is not always so rosey.