Well, we decided that the goats had been tied out long enough and that they should have free range of the property. We put a bell on each one of them so that we could tell where they are at any given time. Carl and Billy nicknamed me the "goat whisperer" since they come every time I call them. Sometimes we have to get onto them about getting into things that they shouldn't, like Reggie here crawling into the kittens' little house, and the battery shed. I wished I had a video camera when they decided to run off with mine and Carl's undies while I was hanging the wash one day! That was a funny sight to see! Oh well, fun on the farm!