This is Pilgrim, one of the dogs that guards our goats. Pilgrim came to the Bar H as a puppy. He had never been touched by a human until the day I bought him. He was raised in a pasture with his mother and father and a lot of goats.
They said in the goat books not to make a pet of your guard dog, so I listened well. I did put a collar on him shortly after he arrived and that was a fatal mistake, as he grew the collar didn't and we could not touch him. Finally the Vet had to shoot him with dart to put him temporarily down, so we could take off collar and treat his neck.
He has grown into a beautiful dog, but make no mistake the pasture and the goats belong to him. He has never bitten or attack anyone, but he does not want you in his pasture or around his goats. He will kill any animal that comes in his pasture....racoons, skunks, cycotes,possums, etc.
Pilgrim will live his life here and I guess when his time comes, he will die in his pasture with his goats and his Mary. Mary is the love of his life. But Mary is another story and another day.
Have great shopping day, if that is what you do, or just a great day period. We got a little rain last night and hopefully some more today.
1 comment:
Hi Barbara
Thanks for your e-mail letting me know about your new blog. I think you said you found me through Rhoda's blog. She's a sweetie, for sure. I've really enjoyed my visit here. You're going to love blogging. I've met so many wonderful people from all over the country by blogging. Come visit me when you can and be sure to leave a comment so I'll know you've been by.
I hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful.
Hugs!
Kat
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