A Goat's Life

Dan may have saved a goat's life today. Well, not his life, but at least his dignity. With all the drama going on here in the last 24 hours (that's wierd), 'T' had been ignored. Mind you, not one single sound came from him. Yesterday morning while moving pigs, the dog managed to get into the goat/sheep pen. I yelled for him to get out and I guess in the heat of the moment he was smart enough to get in, but not to get out. I went to open the gate and noticed 'T' had his head stuck through the gate. I tried to get him to move, but he just stayed there. Fine, I opened the gate with 'T's head in it and let the damn dog out. Off to the rest of my chores. Didn't even give it a second thought. And last night while the cow was birthing, I pointed and laughed. 'Look, 'T' is sitting down like a dog. What a stupid goat!' Again, that was it. Went on with my business. This morning, we had another cow calving. I was watching her and trying to get a jump start on my feeding. While feeding, I noticed that 'T' was in the same position that I had left him in YESTERDAY morning. Genius! I tried to get him unstuck. Not happening. Rita came by to look at the calf and tried to help me get him out of the gate. Still wasn't happening. Rita and I both decided the gate was worth more than the goat. That being said, the horns have gotta go. Now, I put a lot of thought into how I would cut them. I didn't want to take them all the way off. Just 2-3 inches oughta do. I could probably get away with just removing a little off one side, but I decided that he would look like a complete moron. I happen to mention it to Dan when he called. He told me to just cut the damn gate. He didn't want 'T' to look stupid. So snip-snip with the bolt cutters and he was free. Not that he noticed. I had to move him before he realized that was unstuck. He is one lucky goat to still have those horns. If it were up to me, they would've been gone. Dan didn't save his life, just his pride!