Little girl growing up

My calendar shows that week before last Daisy was in heat. Dena went into heat last week, so, guess what, it's Quinta's turn, and when that little girl is uncomfortable she strives to make sure the whole world knows it. This morning I was afraid the neighbors might call the ASPCA on us. I could hear her bleating as I was letting the birds out. By the time I headed up the hill to the goat pen she was at full volume. This girl started screaming the minute she figured out she had lungs. She's a pro, and she's only gotten louder.

With three does in heat in consecutive weeks, Spike is one busy little wether (neutered male goat). You might say his milkshake brings all the girls to the yard (or maybe you have more class than that). Each one in turn hits him up for attention. He does what he can, but his options are limited. He is a handsome guy, though, and a sweetie. Quinta is still much smaller than he is, but so far he's been really gentle in his attempts to mount her.