Wednesday, April 16, 2008


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on Sunday so she would be squeaky clean for Monday's Golf Tournament.

She was quite less than pleased with this procedure. Though she didn't gore anyone too seriously. Poor Nanny has developed age related irritable bowel syndrome, and so she frequently has the runs. Goats, even at the best of times, produce a lot of methane. Needless to say, this is a messy problem. Bathing her was quite necessary before she could be presented in public.

At 5:30 a.m. Monday morning as we began to prepare the animals for the long trip to the Golf Tournament, we noticed Nanny was having another bout of IBS. Uh oh .. she got a quart of Kaopectate for breakfast. Once loaded into the truck, she virtually exploded, had to be unloaded, hosed off, and her crate scrubbed out. She downed four giant size antidiarrhea tablets, carob flavored. Back on the truck, and kapush .... After the third event, we decided that perhaps she was too ill to make the trip today.

But everyone was waiting to meet Nanny. What were we going to do? Darrell had a flash of inspiration. Why not take Gruffy? So here we were at 6:30 a.m. in the morning (I am really sorry I forgot to get my camera out) driving around the fields in the half light trying to lasso Gruffy. Finally we captured him!

His horns are spread much wider than Nanny's, and it was quite a challenge to get him in the crate. But we managed. Duke Thomas Peabody only threw up once, delaying us for stop and clean up. Vincent pooped his brains out three times, and if you've ever smelled Vincent poop, you know why I stopped to clean him up each time!

We arrived only an hour late, well maybe an hour and a half, I know it wasn't more than two.

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