Here he is! The two eared Carino! Isn't that amazing? His prosthetist, Paul Tanner, of the Huntsman Institute up at U of U is really awesome. He flew into town the night before our appointment and stayed up all night doing this ear and another lady's job so they could go back to school with them on time.
Here are the goats, 6 months old, and all grown up with beards. They are peeping toms, I catch them looking through this window when Enigma is in that room and they run away when they see me! Too funny. Aren't they handsome little guys?
And now, a sad tale. Yesterday the goats figured out how to get out of the yard, so they could go munch on somebody else's delicious grape vines, because they must be Greek they love grape leaves ever so much, and our vines are trimmed to as high as they can reach. They got busted by the police. And we had till Tuesday to find them a new place to live because they are not allowed here. I think it is very discriminatory-they are way better than cats or dogs. But since we were going to have to find a new home for them anyways, this just put the lead on it.
Some goodbye hugs.
even Papi says good bye. Enigma's grandparents have a farm just over their backyard fence. They said they could keep them there, so off we went. Here's Buckley with a big goat! Head butting is a favorite activity.
However, as soon as we tried to leave, the goats left with us, escaping through the fence at a spot big enough for them to squeeze through. We chased them down the road a ways till they let us catch up with them, then we went to plan B, some other neighbors with a pygmy goat proof pen. They were very gracious to take them at such short notice. I'm sure they'll have fun there, but we need to find them a permanent home now. One with girl pygmy goats. Know anyone breeding pygmy goats in Utah? We've got an offer they won't want to miss out on.