As I've mentioned I have 24 goats, one of these goats is a 170kg-200kg goat named Big Red and he can be a bit of a prick but today is the last straw.
I had to go into town so I drove to the gate, hopped out and opened it and drove through ( I've got my 4 year old in the back seat). Big Red decides he wants to go through the gate too and I can't let him do that, so I'm trying to shoo him away.
That's when he gets pissed off, he rams me in the stomach and pins me against the car, I have no idea how long I was pinned only that I was screaming for help when I knew there was no one around to help me, he was pushing so hard I was having trouble breathing.
I managed to get him away enough for me to move but when I did he came at me again and slammed me up against the gate and knocked me off my feet, I am terrified and I can hear my son screaming and crying.
He did get off me, I bolted up, locked the gate and ran to the car and I sat in there bawling my eyes out.
This is my room mates goat so either it goes or I go, I won't live with that thing any longer, I'm scared for myself and the 3 kids.
I have no problem packing up the kids and leaving, if hubby wants to come great if not i'm still going.
My legs and chest are really sore and I'm quite shaken up, my little boy wouldn't leave my side, he's here beside me as I type this.
So that's it, it's me or the bastard goat!!
I had to go into town so I drove to the gate, hopped out and opened it and drove through ( I've got my 4 year old in the back seat). Big Red decides he wants to go through the gate too and I can't let him do that, so I'm trying to shoo him away.
That's when he gets pissed off, he rams me in the stomach and pins me against the car, I have no idea how long I was pinned only that I was screaming for help when I knew there was no one around to help me, he was pushing so hard I was having trouble breathing.
I managed to get him away enough for me to move but when I did he came at me again and slammed me up against the gate and knocked me off my feet, I am terrified and I can hear my son screaming and crying.
He did get off me, I bolted up, locked the gate and ran to the car and I sat in there bawling my eyes out.
This is my room mates goat so either it goes or I go, I won't live with that thing any longer, I'm scared for myself and the 3 kids.
I have no problem packing up the kids and leaving, if hubby wants to come great if not i'm still going.
My legs and chest are really sore and I'm quite shaken up, my little boy wouldn't leave my side, he's here beside me as I type this.
So that's it, it's me or the bastard goat!!

GOOD GONADS that beast is large. 
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