The "Free Lina" Movement

We had a bit of snow last week. As you'll see in the video below I went out and partook of a little snow. A VERY little snow. And then I started to shiver. Dad got like "You are cold. You need to stop eating snow!" and locked me in the new private dining room. You can see me shivering. A LITTLE. Dad went to collect the chicken eggs and I started to FREAK OUT. I was climbing on the bags of pellets and running around and jumping on the doors trying to open them. I have never been locked in the new private dining room before and I DID NOT LIKE IT! I am fine with being locked in the old private dining room even though it is much smaller. With my previous house-goat upbringing, I am fine as a solitary goat which is very unusual for a goat and there was a lot of concern about me integrating into the herd, but I have been able to successfully bridge my two worlds.

Thankfully, two neighbors, Diana and Linda, that are very experienced in neighborhood activism heard about my plight and started the "Free Lina" movement. Based on their previous successes, Dad was afraid of being on the wrong end of that stick and stopped locking me in the Linamahal and told me to stop eating snow, but by this time the snow was no longer fresh. Stale snow... BLECH! That is as gross as day old sunflower seed.

The next morning, to punish him, I would not come up for breakfast. I wanted to be sure that the "Free Lina" movement had prevailed. That night, I figured I was not grounded any more so I went to the new private dining room for dinner. Dad went to collect the eggs and came back to find me gone. He thought I was off eating snow somewhere again, but no, I was flirting across the fence with the very handsome Sky buck.

The second morning I teased Dad by slowly walking toward the new private dining room, but then instead, climbed up and laid on the picnic table.

At the end of the day I planted myself under the Linamahal heater and no one was going to push me out. I am a cold blooded little goat.