I find a small lead injection just behind the ear should calm them down a bit. Then just mow round them.

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Re: Taming wild goats
Reply #6 - Mar 20th, 2015 at 12:46pm Alert Board Moderator about this Post! Quote  Goats make wonderful pets, however, if its a billy, they have to have their nuts removed.

I was out goat shooting with my 4 year old son, back in 1998. The block I shot was mainly forestry, and we would drive to known vantage points, stop the vehicle, walk a few metres, and peep over the road edge, where mobs of goats could be spotted in clearings.

One day, as we were driving along, I spotted this small black shape laying by the side of the track, I stopped the car and investigated. It was a small black and white goat, maybe only a few week old, sleeping peacefully by itself. It awoke when I picked it up and whilst I was pondering its fate, my son pleaded with me to take it home. My son called this little billygoat Tuffy.

Tuffy responded well to bottle feeding, and soon had the run of my rather overgrown section. He became very popular with my neighbours because our boundaries were defined by native trees and bushes, and no fence, and as Tuffy's food requirements increased, he would wonder onto their sections, and keep the undergrowth in check.  He would come when called, and he would prance around when we ran and played with him. So cute.

Unfortunatley, Tuffy grew up. He became more aggressive, but the worst of all he became a sexual devient. Our cute little goat was no longer a cute little goat, but the type of animal that would butt quite firmly, and to cap it all, would stand in the open, sucking itself off, and ejaculating over its own snout. Not really the type of thing that people like their children to witness.

Things got really bad one day. I happened to look out of my window, and I could see that my neighbour, an elderly gentleman, was bending down in his garden working on something. Tuffy was slowly approaching him from behind, which I didn't really think anything of, until it happened.

In a flash, Tuffy ran up, butted him in the rear end, sending him head over heals. If that wasn't bad enough, whilst my shocked neighbour was trying to get up, and now facing Tuffy, Tuffy began to shag my neighbour's face whilst the helpless neighbour was still sitting on the ground in a startled state. I don't know how Tuffy managed it, but he seemed to be able to ejaculate at the drop of a hat, and unfortunately for my neighbour, he copped this right in the face. When Tuffy had finished emptying his sack (mercifully quickly), he walked off and started feeding as if nothing had happened.

To say that I felt embarraced about this, is a bit of an understatement. This was beyond embarracement. This was the next level up.

There were other instances when Tuffy got me into trouble, and I had to let him go.
Cry

I'll save the story about Groucho, our little feral pig, for another time  Grin