baggywrinkle
4th May 2011, 18:57
We deceived ourselves for two years that we were safe. I thought/hoped that
the electric fence would be enough.
It was not.
A month ago two huskies crossed the electrified high tensile wire fence and
attacked our sweet French Alpine Chloe. She was not dead when we discovered
what had happened. The female husky took off when we came out. The male
continued the attack on the prone goat while my wife screamed at him. When I came out he stood over the goat gazing at us, refusing to leave.
I put a bullet into his chest ending the drama. Then I had to put Chloe down also.
It was a very sad day. I allowed the more timid female to escape.
Our solution to the predation is a livestock guardian dog. Purpose bred for five
thousand years, these magnificent animals nurture their herd, provide companionship to their owners, and will fight to the death to protect them.
These are not pets and do not fetch or play dead. They exercise their own
judgment and are trained by the herd they watch over.
Our guardian in training arrived Monday from a farm in Kansas. On arrival he bypassed the house and was not released from his travel kennel until he was in
the goats sleeping shed so he would be in familiar surroundings. He was born in
a barn among goats.
We visit him, spend time with him, and will train him for basic commands (come stay leave it kennel), but the bulk of his training will come from the herd itself.
He must bond with the herd preferentially over people. His chief instructor
is Queen Mayo the Nigerian pygmy who still has her horns.
His first night here he settled in and fell right to sleep. Not a peep from him. Then
later he exhibited his protective instinct by barking at a low flying jet liner. Early
the next morning I heard yelps - the first tough lesson from Miss Mayo, no doubt.
Then today I was excited when he freaked out because we had allowed the herd
out to pasture and kept him shut in. He was happy when I called the herd back
to baby sit him till we can trust him out on the pasture. One of our saanans sniffed
at him and he rolled over in a submissive display.
All in only three days.
Meet Moggy, our guardian in training.
http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i129/Jonash2004/DSCN9680-1.jpg
the electric fence would be enough.
It was not.
A month ago two huskies crossed the electrified high tensile wire fence and
attacked our sweet French Alpine Chloe. She was not dead when we discovered
what had happened. The female husky took off when we came out. The male
continued the attack on the prone goat while my wife screamed at him. When I came out he stood over the goat gazing at us, refusing to leave.
I put a bullet into his chest ending the drama. Then I had to put Chloe down also.
It was a very sad day. I allowed the more timid female to escape.
Our solution to the predation is a livestock guardian dog. Purpose bred for five
thousand years, these magnificent animals nurture their herd, provide companionship to their owners, and will fight to the death to protect them.
These are not pets and do not fetch or play dead. They exercise their own
judgment and are trained by the herd they watch over.
Our guardian in training arrived Monday from a farm in Kansas. On arrival he bypassed the house and was not released from his travel kennel until he was in
the goats sleeping shed so he would be in familiar surroundings. He was born in
a barn among goats.
We visit him, spend time with him, and will train him for basic commands (come stay leave it kennel), but the bulk of his training will come from the herd itself.
He must bond with the herd preferentially over people. His chief instructor
is Queen Mayo the Nigerian pygmy who still has her horns.
His first night here he settled in and fell right to sleep. Not a peep from him. Then
later he exhibited his protective instinct by barking at a low flying jet liner. Early
the next morning I heard yelps - the first tough lesson from Miss Mayo, no doubt.
Then today I was excited when he freaked out because we had allowed the herd
out to pasture and kept him shut in. He was happy when I called the herd back
to baby sit him till we can trust him out on the pasture. One of our saanans sniffed
at him and he rolled over in a submissive display.
All in only three days.
Meet Moggy, our guardian in training.
http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i129/Jonash2004/DSCN9680-1.jpg