Don'ts worry! Me's better!
You's were right. I don'ts need me's jewelz.
Showing posts with label banding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label banding. Show all posts
Monday, June 18, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Me's Jewelz
Me's Jewelz! That meanerest Dr. Schmitz comes today, and he poked me and poked me and poked me.
The he putted me's on me bum and did bad things to me's.
Me's family jewelz be going to falls off. Me's not a buck, but me's still a boy!
The he putted me's on me bum and did bad things to me's.
Me's family jewelz be going to falls off. Me's not a buck, but me's still a boy!
Labels:
banding,
castration,
Myson
Saturday, May 12, 2012
My Poor Boy
I can't tell you how hard my poor boy has it. Every time I mention Miranda, there are comments about his name.
Now, we goats don't care if humans think Miranda is a girl's name. He's my boy, my Miranda. He knows his name and nobody but humans think it's bad. Poor kid has humans laughing at him.
Now look what my human has done to my baby! She attacked him on both ends! She banded him, and his family jewels are drying up and going to fall off. She taped a metal rod to his horns. How humiliating!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Brain Surgery
The human tried to make Bud smarter. She couldn't do it.
After several phone calls to the vet and a visit with the vet, Bud is getting smarter. The vet banded him to keep the blood flow to his brain instead of wasting it other places.
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