New Blood for the Herd!

Moe and Curly a few days before joining the Red Clay Farm staff

It's hard to grow the herd when it's just a pack of girls. Goats are not like the dinosaurs of Jurassic Park. We made the decision to take our original buck to the sale last Dec because we were having a hard time keeping him separate from his daughters. I have been looking for a good boy since I returned from overseas. The problem was every pygmy buck I found was too young. Of course, they would have matured in the time it took me to find one in the age range I was looking for.

I finally found a couple bucks in the Saluda, SC area so after some email conversations with the self-proclaimed "Goat Lady," I drove the 85 miles west to pick them up.

When I finally found the place, way out in the middle of nowhere, I met the goat lady. She was very passionate about her goats and I learned a lot from her as she prepped the boys (two brothers from the same birth) to make the trip back to the Red Clay Farm.

When I got the boys back and released them into the pasture they were completely ignored by the girls and they are keeping their distance from the girls. I wonder how long this will last?