Good morning everyone! Hi… I am Gordie, one of the rebel guys on the ranch.

Me, with Roper on the left.

My brother Buddy and I came to live at the ranch 2 years ago, now starting our 3rd year here. We grew up on a little farm in Winlock, Wa. where 2 boys raised us. We had warm bottles of milk, grain and hay. When we were big enough, during the day, the boys would tie us out on a rope to eat. Just like Pete and his sis, we were kept apart. Goats don’t much like to be alone..so, my brother learned real quick that if we fell to our knees as we were walked out to the pasture and did not get back up, the boys could not get us out where they wanted us. They would give up and tie us wherever we were. Once Buddy discovered this, our new plan was set into place – only go as far as we wanted, stay together…AND drop!  Voilà, it worked! Sometimes we got tangled up in our ropes. That proved to be to our advantage because the boys had to unhook us to fix it, and we were off! Well…soon their dad made us a little fenced area, but Buddy showed me yet another trick – jumping. Yes, jumping the fence! Well, that was the end for us. The boy’s dad was not real happy with his sons’ or our performance. And just like with Pete and his sis, Ace – the goat lady was called. She came to load us into the truck and off we went.

My brother Buddy – looking smart

Now let me tell you – We, as in my brother and I, were scared, but it soon became pretty obvious  that it was going to be fun. See, the goat lady was on a job when she picked us up, so she took us right to the job site. The other goats were so busy eating that they did’nt even notice that we were there…until nightfall. That was when the  other goats of the ranch noticed that we were the new kids in the herd.  And they would not let us sleep near them.But soon the goatlady came an intervened.  And all was saved.  Or so I thought.  As the goat lady  put us in the front of the trailer all by our selves and closed the gate. “Cool”, I thought, “We have our own room.” Wrong! That was just until the herd got to know us. Oh well, that is long past and now we are part of the group. We can sleep wherever we want, but Buddy and I still sleep together at night. We don’t get tied out on ropes and we don’t need to jump fences. Well, we don’t want to anyway…Because around here, if you jump a fence the goat lady sends Cody. (That’s the dog – you will meet him soon, his turn is coming.) Anyway, he is told to round us back up inside the fence. and most times we listen.

So, back to why I am here today. We, as in the herd, just came back from a job. It was pretty steep terrain,  full of blackberries and brush. Now, I love the leaves, but this time of the year the blackberries are to “die for”. So, while everyone else is taking their time going down the hill, trying to find the easy way down… I just go for it.  Heading down into the thickest part.  And soon I am right in the middle of the best blackberries around, jumping over brush, climbing in the trees. Well, you know, not climbing in them – but standing up on my back legs and using my front hooves to get the good stuff. Sometimes I like to entertain my goat keeper by standing on the hillside, all climbed up in a tree, and looking backwards over my back. That scares her every time. She is afraid I might fall, “Funny!”
She told us last night that she has a new job for us, right along a creek.  She does NOT want us to go across it.  Hmmm, this should be fun.  If I know my brother, that will be the first thing he will do.  Anyway, I can’t wait to see where it will be.  I will keep you posted on that. Bye for now, Gordie.