Goats will be goats. 🙂 Is that a saying? It should be. When we picked up Polka and Polly they were in a tight space while we traveled home so they knocked heads as a matter of goat pride a couple of times, but since they couldn’t really move much it wasn’t overly dramatic. Once we got home they had more space, and pretty much just left each other alone.
I’ve seen them bump heads from time to time. They have to reiterate who is the “queen” after all. It’s pretty much been undisputed that it’s Polka though. Then you recall after Polka’s babies came she had zero tolerance for Polly and butted her quite a bit. But once Polly’s babies came they both calmed down a bit, and I even saw them acting nicely toward each other once! Wow!
The other day I went up to the barn in the afternoon to let the little hoofers free for a bit and I noticed that Polka’s head was bloody. 🙁
Polka has a scur on her head. It’s a little piece of horn that grows even though her horns were burned as a baby. It’s not an issue and a lot of goats have them. They can, however break and bleed. Apparently that is what happened on this day when she and Polly were having a row. And it must have been quite a row too! I found Polly up on the spool panting and obviously agitated and her babies were cowering in the little “goat house” tote behind her. Poor things!
Polly’s head was also bloody, but not injured. Which meant that she and Polka kept at it even after the scur had broken. Crazy goat-heads!
I watched them closer that afternoon, and Polka still seemed to have a bone to pick with Polly, but Polly was careful to keep out of her way. I have no idea what set it all off or what in the world they were thinking! They seemed to have worked out their differences though, and of course adding a new goat into the herd has helped the two of them become more united. But more on that later. 😉