Filbert has discovered the fun of a huge pile of wood. The wood pile has been there for a few months but the other day Filbert took a look at it and saw it as his new playground.
And being Filbert he posed himself in various places so I could take his picture.
But the pile of wood was also just the thing to put him in his place. You see Filbert can be a bit of a bad ass when it comes to the pigs. Now all the other goats are afraid of the pigs. The pig girls take one step toward them and they run for the hills. Not so with Filbert. He takes one step toward the pigs and they run squealing away, thanks to a few well placed head butts. So Filbert will swagger around looking all bad and the pigs keep one eye on him ready to run at the slightest tilt of his head.
Little did they know the day would come when they had him where they wanted him.
On their turf.
Today I took a trip to my favorite feed store, Jerry's Drive Thru Feed. Why is it my favorite? For one thing you get to stay in your truck and drive down an aisle and a guy throws feed into the bed of the truck.
But the most important reason is candy. When you first pull up Jerry comes out and hands you candy.
Ferrero Rocher today.
I wanted to ask for 2 but didn't....I should of after buying food for a mini horse, 2 llamas, 2 pigs, 7 goats, 15 chickens, and a bunny.....come to think of it I should have asked for the whole box.
Anyway on returning to the farm with all my feed, I was met at the gate by all the goats....except for Filbert. Where was he? Cora Belle was there and he usually doesn't leave her side. True to my nature I awfulized.
I started thinking of all the different things that could have happened to him.
1. He got through the fence and was in the neighbor's yard...eating rhododendrons.
2. Someone stole him.
3. He was attacked by dogs and was dead somewhere...see what I mean? I always go for the worst case scenario.
I called. No answer. The goats called. No answer.
But as I neared the pig pen I heard the most pitiful tiny cry. Barely audible, like a goat whispering.
There was Filbert.
He was in Daphne and Fiona's pen, cornered in one of the dog houses. When I walked up the relief showed all over his face. As he stepped forward to come to the gate, Daphne rushed at him. Back into the house he went.
I really had to laugh at him.
You see the wood pile is up against the far side of the pig pen and Filbert must have jumped in from the wood and could not get back out.
Who knows how long he was kept hostage.
Not such a bad ass after all.
8 comments:
Wow - Ferrero Rocher? Cadillac candy at the feed store - boy, are you lucky.
"Awfulizing" - what a great word. I know this verb very well.
I was so scared at first... I thought you were going to say that the wood pile fell down on poor Filbert. I'm so glad that he was merely a piggy hostage for a while. :-)
giggle.
Poor little Filbert, it's so hard to be de-throned.
I love the picture of his face with the shadows.
Hey, Ho! Peanut here! Well, little brother...you obviously got mom's houdini gene, but me thinks you missed out on the 'intelligence' one. Oh, wel, take heart. At least goatgirl doesn't have horse-trailer solitary.
lol! Sounds like real life 'Animal Farm': Goat taken hostage by the pig army! lol! Thanks for the giggle.
Mmmm! Chocolate. Yes, you SO should have asked for two...or the entire box...and whatever other yummies were behind their customer counter. :)
Your camera looks like it's working really well now. Your photos are stellar!
By the way, stop by my blog, as I've got a very appropriate goodie for you :)
~Lisa
Just passing through. But anyone who loves animals as much as you, is someone I like to know. Good luck with your farm.
I wonder if my daughter knows about that drive thru feed store that hands out chocolates? My kind of feed store!;)
Farmgirl, Yep, we get chocolate. For some reason it makes the writing of the check much easier when you are munching on a Ferrero Rocher.
Holly, Filbert dethroned...that's a good one.
Peanut, I'd say he does have the intelligence gene. He hasn't jumped back in the pig pen. The true sign of intelligence is learning from your mistake.....unlike poor Miss Melly.
Lisa, My camera seems to be doing ok. Thanks for the award for making you smile.
Welcome altadenahiker, Thank you.
Well Clare you will have to tell her about it. I love the down home feel and keeping my dollars local so I go there.....and the chocolate doesn't hurt one bit. In the summer he hands you an ice cold water....and a chocolate.
Filbert has such a sweet little face for a bad ass!
Hopefully, he has learned his lesson and will be nicer to the pigs now, or at least leave them alone.
Love his name too!
Tracey :)
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