there's Jack. Jumpin Jack Flash. He who aspired to become Buck of the Universe. and sort of was. so short a time he had his day. but now, back at it, his old self that never learns. repeat. repeat. repeat. We covered the whole front fence line with a kind of chicken wire that worked, sort of, worked enough. but now it's the whole fenceline along that side meadow. There's no real reason for shoving his head through. that i know of anyway. an urge. When i go to feed, i'll find him like this and get my leather gloves, the Big wire cutters and cut him loose….you cut first then bide your time till his head is in just the right position and pull the cut piece up enough for him to pull his head out….watching out for getting my hand squashed by his horns. This is why we disbud Goats….prevent their horns from growing as babies. Jack was disbudded by my Vet back in N. Mex. as were others. He wasn't good at it and several went on to grow Scurs….as we see here. The hornless does, disbudded. can stick their heads through and get back easily. Sunny Ray has huge scurs…actually, one is almost a full horn. but he doesn't do this fence thing.
a crow has been coming. i ache
for Tay's presence in the old way
windthread 
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