Monday, July 27, 2009

Goatucation - Do Goats Know Their Names

It is Monday and you all know by now that it is Goatucation Day. My Aunt Vicki who makes really pretty jewelry and has a blog wrote the publicist to ask if we goats know our names and come when we are called. All I have to say in answer to that is...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I won't give up any goat secrets, that is for sure. For the sake of this post the publicist decided to do a test. Silly publicist! She should know by now - but here are the results of her test anyway.

We all have unique names, that is important in a goat herd. If our names sound alike how will we know how to ignore you? Heh heh. The publicist decided to call each one of us and see what happened.

She called me.
She called Abby.
She called Jillian.
She called Mallory.
She got this....















Otherwise known as nothing!

Now the little goats still have some things to learn, so when she called Kevin, he popped right up...




and little Harry came running.



Then she decided to test the bucks. She called Luke. He looked at her and went the other way. Heh heh.
Then she called Michael. Michael is her baby, you know.
He did not disappoint! He ran right up to her and gave her a nudge.



I will admit, he is a good looking goat. But then again. He is my kid!

Now, if she would call us with GRAIN in her hand it would be a whole different response.
So I would say the answer to the question is yes, we know our names but we learn to be judicious about when we answer to it.

I hope you liked today's Goatucation.
Remember to come back tomorrow to see what Kevin was doing in the wood pile.

13 comments:

  1. Ben, Jerry, Dottie and Stella all answer to "BEN". I think it's because I yell it like they would if they could talk. "BEEEEENNNNN", they think I'm maaahhhing to them.

    When Stella gets in the chicken house, the neighbors probably think I'm auditioning for the part Stanley Kowalski as I run across the yard flapping my arms. Marlon Brando eat your heart out.

    Smiles,
    Lisa

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  2. Oh. I get it. Goats and Cats are directly related.

    Whoda thunk it?

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  3. Oh, goats are like the kitties--they know their names alright, they just didn't want to come right then. I can be 5 feet from Grace and call and call and call--she'll turn her back like I was yelling "Mace" for the past 5 minutes. It's all about domination. Stinkers, all of you!!

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  4. Yes, I also think goats are just like cats in this respect. I will come when called... if you have treats!

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  5. I now conclude that goats are like dogs as well as cats. Xena knows her name when I have treats. Otherwise, she usually chooses to ignore me.

    All of these animals have us humans very well trained.

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  6. well, goats and chow chows must be related! chow chows respond until they see that no treat is involved and then they give you a dirty look and walk away.

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  7. Kevin and Harry will learn soon enough... ;)

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  8. I love that all animals seem to have their humans trained. Of course they know what we're saying, they just don't want to listen to us. ;)

    Those pictures of Kevin and Harry are so cute!

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  9. Oh that's funny. Even goats use selective hearing. :)

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  10. Very funny Pricilla. The other thing I was noticing is that the Publicist always names you goats with human names, not silly pet names like Tinkerbelle or Duke. You must like that...Yes?

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  11. Goats know their names as well as the names of all the herd members. They are just as smart as cats!

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  12. I just LOVE little Harry!

    And as predicted I totally missed your birthday. I was either asleep or drunk or tweeting or something on Saturday, so here is my belated Happy Birthday to youuuuuuu!!!!!! My dear bloggy, goaty, friend.

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  13. Lisa - the publicist doesn't like to think about what the neighbors are wondering about her.

    City Girl - I am not sure I like being compared to cats. Not.At.All.
    I am a goat and goats are special.

    Lin - Harumph! I just know when it is important to respond and when it is not. I am a very discriminating goat.

    Daisy - what is more important than treats? I am sure you understand this...

    Aunt Vicki - it is an animal plot to take over the world by driving all you humans mad. Bwahahahaha!

    jaz - heh heh. We are very smart animals. So, apparently are chow chows.

    Cute - you are correct. I am working on that.

    Meri - it is the job of us animals to train you humans. Why else are we here?

    blueviolet - much like men.

    Julia - Abby and I came to the Farm with our names. Everyone else is named after a member of the publicist's family - whether they like it or not. For example, her brother Kevin is less than thrilled but her nephew Luke is happy as a, well, goat.

    Reese - harumph! No offense but this goat thinks we are smarter than cats!

    Nanny Goats - the publicist is all in favor of forgetting birthdays now. She is not in favor of being 50. She would rather be 35. Or something. Thank you for your wishes. She says to have a beer for her.

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Maaaaaa away....

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