The story you haven’t heard since the last post about goat tunnels is that despite four wheels Version 1.0 wasn’t very mobile. And not knowing any better, I dragged it 50 yards through five foot tall vegetation.

A month later I couldn’t get out of bed without falling. I had severely strained multiple core muscles and couldn’t even lift my baby boy without searing pain.

It took me a couple months of misery to finally go to the doctor for scans and have them tell me there was no permanent damage or hernia. The doctor’s orders? Take two months off and lift NOTHING.

That’s hard to do when you have goats and chickens and land to tend.

So for two months my wife and my mother in law dragged five gallon water buckets out to keep the goats and chickens alive. That was tough. I couldn’t pull the dishes out of the lower tray or tie my kids’ shoes.

So when I finally felt whole enough to work again, I vowed to never drag that immobile mobile goat shelter anywhere ever again.

Houston We Have A Problem

Without movable shelter, I couldn’t rotate pastures. Without rotating pastures, I couldn’t keep my goats secure and healthy at the same time.

SOLUTION? Let ’em roam and damn the consequences! Yeah! [shakes fist]

I let the goats roam freely on our land with no restriction except the deck of our house was off limits. They slept in the barn and climbed on my tractor and followed me around like lost hungry puppies.

goats on the windowsill

It was too cute… Until it wasn’t. Goats on the front porch. Goats rubbing against the front door. Goats standing on the outside edge of the windowsill. Goats on the propane tank. Goats harassing the FedEx driver. Goats in the hayloft. Goats tightrope walking the barn rafters.

goats eating hay in the barn

This is starting to sound  like a poorly written Dr. Seus book.

goats in the hayloft

It’s all fun and games until you see your goats on the neighbor’s deck, and you realize he’s definitely going to murder you.

Well, the neighbor and I talked, and even though my goats had destroyed his blueberry bushes, he chose not to murder me. Did I mention how much I love this guy?!?!

As production of the pod and deck free drew to a close, the goats had to be contained. I got creative with paddock fencing so we could use the existing goat tunnel multiple times without having to move it much.

It’s time to take advantage of the rest of our pasture, so I’m building a new goat tunnel that hopefully can be moved without injury.

Next we have to solve the challenge of delivering water five times the distance we previously carried.

Stay tuned.