Sunday, January 31, 2010

Trimming Feet

I was thinking that it has been a while since I did a post about the animals of Rainy Day Farm. I thought I would show you some of the things we have to do with the goats. So we had to a little maintenance on our little pygmy goats feet. It was time to trim hooves. Yes, we have to trim their hooves once month just like you have to trim your finger nails. If we don't they grow funny and can start to bother the goats. We use a pair of garden clippers to trip the bottom and insides. It does not take long, but it is a bit of a work out.
These little buggers are much stronger than they look. Since they way about 70lbs and have a low center of gravity, they are hard to muscle around. When they put their minds to it they can out mucsle you in a hurry.

Pearl gets to feeling a bit frisky when we are out with them. This is her trying to headbutt Rocco. As you can see he is really scared!

Landon was our little helper and insisted on leading the goats around. He needs a little help so he does not get drug across the yard.

He is going to become quite the shower when he gets a little older.

Royce is so patient, being the dog and pony show. Landon loved it and kicked and screamed when it was time to go in!


5 comments:

tammy said...

Wow, that's a lot of work! It's hard enough to get my little boy to hold still long enough to trim his nails.

Amy @ Keep'n The SunnySide said...

Ahh.. I'm gonna have to show this to the hub's.. he just loves goats. Landon is getting so big!

wendy said...

yes, I am finding animals take alot of care. We just had the horses hooves trimmed. WHAT HAPPENED TO MY PEDICURES!!

I need me some pigmy goats, they are cute. but then again, more hoofs to take care of

Kritter Keeper at Farm Tails said...

that is a great post! i loved 'watching' you trim...very informative and interesting!!! sweet little things can surprise us all with their strengh!

Tina❀ said...

My husband and I were just talking about goats. I was telling him that when I was little, my dad would bring home a goat from the auction. Usually a billy goat to torment us kids with. And the next week the billy goat would usually end up back at the auction. Why, you ask? Because they jumped on my dad's truck. LOL. Back then you could pick a goat up for 5 or 10 bucks. I loved them and I have thought about getting a nanny, I just love a nanny goat. We had a few and my mom would milk them. Don't ask me what she did with the milk, I don't know.