I put her back in the stall, but when I turned around, she was right behind me. Twice I did this. Finally, I picked her up and took her in the house, looking for my daughter.
"Uh, we have a goat problem," I hollered up the stairs.
"Huh?"
"Uh, I kind of have Prim in my arms."
(followed by a room full of laughter)
(I'm hiding and you can't see me!)
We had to screw a scrap piece of wood to the 2 x 4, to cover a small rip in the fence. That girl (Prim) can fit through the smallest space in the fence. This poor fence has been through the mill so to speak. It's torn and badly worn. When the larger fence is in place, this fencing will be recycled and used to fence around my vegetable garden (to keep the chickens out). However, do you see Misty? She's trying to eat the wood we screwed on.
Mmmm! I'll just take a nibble while I am over here and see what it tastes like.
And more nibbling.
Their fenced in space is too small, and I think Misty is getting bored because she can't get to the tall grass that looks so yummy.
I think this break in the weather should help speed up the building of the new goat fencing. Then maybe, Misty will stop chewing on the barn. Then again, the weather forecast states that rain will be here in a few days, along with more 90° weather and humidity.