Now to the untrained eye, this photo might look like the girls were getting together for a bit of socializing and gossiping. However, what was really going on was an epic goat fight. Four of our girls, yes four - Maggie, Nellie, Juliette, and Esmeralda, were battling it out to determine who would become alpha female of that particular pasture. There was much locking of horns and back biting (literally). A fifth goat, Sara, was waiting in the wings, although we're not sure what her goal was. Was she rooting for her favorite, was she waiting for her turn, or was she trying to serve as the peacemaker?
I did notice that the four goats vying for the alpha role all had beards. Although I don't know why, some of our female goats develop beards. I'm now wondering if it's a hormonal thing which explains why they have this violent urge to fight for supremacy. As Sara does not have a beard, I suspect she was trying to play peacemaker.
The battle when on for quite some time. First it was the four, then two, and then there appeared be a winner- Maggie. There was one last challenge to her by Juliette, but at the end of the day, Maggie prevailed. Maggie, the goat we almost lost to illness last year; Maggie, mother of my sweet little bottle-fed Iris.
By the way, my son was afraid for that little goat. Her instinct was to go to her mother, not realizing her mother was in a heated battle and that she might get trampled in her attempt to join her. Iris was moved out of harms way for most of the fight, but was very happy to rejoin her mother at the end of the day.
Don't I lead an exciting life?