Cornhole has became very popular the past decade or so.  There is even televised collegiate cornhole matches on one of the 12 different espn channels.  It’s big fun.  Even goats like to play cornhole.  Seriously.  

      Well, not all cornhole is fun.  There is one facet of the goat industry that is hard to explain to those that have never had a pen of 8 month old bucklings.  On the east side of the place is a pen with 8 eight month old bucklings.  There are no does, or doe kids within 20 yards of them.  Doesn’t matter.  This pen has recently learned how to play cornhole.  And it is loud!  The sounds that come from that pen would make George Lucas want to create some sort of aliens just to use these sounds.  Wookie kind of sounds.  

      This evening, I decided to give this set of bucklings a copper bolus.  Our part of the world is deficient in copper and a bolus or two is cheap.  However, in order to put a bolus down one of these bucks, you have to catch them.  For some reason, their heads and ears are sticky.  Their backs, hips and tails are sticky.  It’s just wrong.  These dudes mount up and get in a konga line…..dun dun dun dun dun..DUN!  And on the beat of that last DUN, there is a thrust.  The front goat doesn’t have a chance. 

       Enough of talking about playing cornhole–prison goat style.  I’m going to log off here and go burn my t-shirt and shorts.  Might even take a bath in gasoline to get rid of this odor.