Bumpa
Chillin' with the herd
Anyone have experience with mixing goats and mini donkeys? Or opinions?
I had a young intact jack that tried with all his might to catch/kill my goats. He picked up one by the nape of the neck and flung her about 8 feet across the pasture. He lost his 'manhood' the next day...didn't help much and within two weeks he had a new home. Just my experience... I know others have had better luck than that.
Well...... I didn't tell you what happened in the 24 hours between him tossing my Permanent Grand Champion doe across the field and the time the vet got there the next day to cut him, LOL!!
I'll just say that any rodeo cowboy would have been proud of me because when he ran past me I bull-dogged him to the ground and sat on him. Thank goodness he was only a yearling mini...lol. He spent the night in solitary confinement and was cut the next morning. When he didn't want to come out of the anesthesia - I almost told the vet not to give him the reversal medication....
that was pricelessWhen I got my mini mule, she spent the first week terrorizing my goats. I actually had to fish one of the goats out of the duck pond twice the first day, because she tried to cut across trying to escape and got stuck in the mud (and you know how goats feel about water!). Once Betsy had instilled the "rule of mule" firmly in their pointy little heads, she eased off on them, but one glare from her could make even my bully-boy wether stop in his tracks and go find something else to do. While I found her tactics a bit brutal, I had to admire her results; I couldn't count the number of bruises I had accumulated over the years from them body-checking me when they got jostling over food. None of them would have dared to butt me, but they would knock me around or knock other goats into me without a thought. Watching Betsy, who was actually shorter than some of them, cruise through the barnyard with goats taking care not to be within 4 feet of her, filled me with admiration. I often wished that I could use her as a body guard at meal times, but of course she'd have hogged the food for herself, and my little brown pumpkin is fat enough already.