The day before I returned home from NYC my neighbor’s dogs jumped the fence separating our yards and viciously attacked my goats. Looloo got the worst of it and has a very messy, deep wound in her leg. I inject her with antibiotics every two days as well as give her homeopathic tablets to help with her pain and trauma. The wound is healing but I’m afraid her spritely nature has been irreparably dampened. Feefee only suffered a few large puncture wounds and one dose of injections. The past week has been horrible. Still, after almost a week of healing, I have difficulty looking at Looloo’s wound. But with each day passing I see improvements in both goats. They have their appetites back and I pamper them with apples and peanut butter, molasses over salted corn kernels, and banana skins.
Below you’ll see photos of my converted porch come barn. I’m so grateful to have a clean place to keep the goats where they naturally feel safe and I can keep them both contained and within eyesight. I’ve barricaded the stairs with my wicker ottoman that Looloo has come to view as breakfast, lunch and dinner. Pepper guards the entrance as only a sun soaked cat can, that is to say, with minimal effort and maximum nap time.
Just so that no one worries too much, I immidiately made the fence three feet higher and there is no way the dogs can jump over it again. I am also considering shade cloth over the fence for more privacy and so that the dogs can't see the goats.
