Two days before Papa arrived we separated Windsor and Raisa. This has been very stressful for them and even a little bit for me. I think their bawling and pacing upsets the other animals too. Maybe not the pigs. The first day Raisa wouldn't leave the fence for long so I wasn't able to milk her. Today I got about 2 gallons. She had more to give but decided she was done and, while I like to think I'm boss, Raisa makes it very clear she's boss when she's had enough. I think the reason she came to be milked was because she was afraid I'd give the food to the new guy. Maybe she's a little more relaxed today because Windsor was off grazing.
Papa is probably 100 lbs lighter than Windsor. He makes Windsor look roly poly. Boy, can Papa run though. He and Keri have been trying to establish who's boss. I'm not sure if it's been settled yet. When Raisa first saw him she charged him with her back arched, screaming. Keri thought it was her job to protect Raisa for once.
When I was trying to get some pictures of Papa Keri was nervous about me getting close. So was I just a little. I saw him charge Keri so I thought it best to give him space. I made her stay away so I could move toward him without him feeling threatened by her. She moved herself between him and the goats and kept watch to see if I needed protecting.
Here are a few more photos from this week. Baxter likes to go to the field to explore and Keri likes having a canine playmate. The goats used to be afraid of Baxter but now they're just bewildered by the quirky bundle of energy.