So it's not an every-day-exciting-stuff-happens kind of a thing. We found a home for the stray-Ben named him "Lion-dog" and the new owner (my father-in-law) named him Shep.
The goat thing is going alright. They are still in the barn, and still not overly happy to see us. Yesterday when we went to spend some time down there, we kinda chased them a bit. I had some trouble catching them... so today when we went down, they ran right away. Oops. So we spend several hours a day down there, just playing in the hay or straightening up the rest of the barn. We laugh, and play, and are generally fairly loud, to try to help them get used to us. Tonight, Ben and I are camping out down there. Eric may come too, but he has class this whole week, so he needs his sleep. SO, the mission for now is to get the goats used to us, and the dogs used to the goats. Sounds easy. LOL!
Fun fact: Dogs and goats are natural enemies. The fear that emanates off of a pack of goats can send even a very easy-going dog back to it's natural instincts. (this, of course, is just fabulous on this here farm. Our dogs enjoy catching rabbits, and are very eager to get in with the goats. Any tips for helping them get along? And don't waste your time, we're not getting rid of either of them!!!)
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