Rosie, one smart goat

The goats are penned in an enclosed back porch, which has glass doors leading to the living room & dining room. They are currently sharing it with many, many chickens who arrived in early March. The goats are tethered to one section of the porch.

Rose has figured out how to loosen her collar enough to slip out of it. This morning Jim discovered that she had:

• Slipped out of her collar
• Eaten all the chicken feed (she'll need to eat a lot of roughage today to avoid a catastrophic tummy ache)
• Started to work on the door handle to get into the house. They are lever type handles; she's quite capable of figuring them out.

I have this image of waking up to a goat climbing into bed with me. Dearie, dearie me.

The Mysterious Traveler has a nice post on the goats, including a view from my living room. Rose is the one in the pink collar.