Cindy Ray looks like QuasimoGoat because she had gotten disbudded the day before. Her eyes are thankfully no longer swollen. I know there are a lot of people out there who want to potty train dwarf goats. I know this because my STATS function coughs up a surprising number of Google generated hits with those key words. Let me take this opportunity to make something perfectly clear:
Goats belong in barns and not in the house.
1. You cannot toilet train a goat. (This coming from a woman whose babies were no longer pooing in diapers by 4 months of age, remember).
2. If your goat comes to think it’s a puppy or a member of the family, WHEN the time comes you no longer want it in the house, it’s going to have a serious adjustment problem when introduced back to other goats. That little bit of entertainment gleaned from having a goat in the house would be nixed 10 times over. Goats are farm animals and not pets. Making your farm animals into pets is a mistake in my opinion. A pony sized horned and hoofed animal (a.k.a. BUCKY the Chief Jerk of JerkCity) with a sense of entitlement, even if benevolent, is a physical threat to children and adults alike. For the sake of the animals and the people in your life, keep your farm animals where they are happiest. (Pooing freely on fresh grass).
And so why is my goat in the house?
1. Bandage change and wound wash in the sink in the house which has (a few) less flies than the goat shed.
2. Hilarious one off photo opportunity.
3. To annoy my husband.