It’s a Texas goat Sunday morning

My neighbor’s goats – focused by one tough ram, Dad – are making a bee line for something. I am not sure what.

Note though who brings up the rear: Junior. He has grown to about half-size of his old man, and is beginning to feel his oats. But Pop set him straight on who is the boss: the little guy received Class 101 on head butts. As the son walked away figuratively shaking his head I think he got the message: Father still knows best in this family.

I’m hoping to get video of the next lesson.