ok so I go out to do chores last night. I step out the door and slid down the steps and land on my tail bone, and twisted my right knee while I was at it. Go over to the heated barn, gave the one doe her cocci meds, get them spit on me and a horn for the trouble. So I go down to the other barn decide that its just to cold down there and decide to bring the girls up to the heated barn. I go get grain, manage to get nine girls to follow me up to the other barn. So I have nine goats jumping on me. I get in the barn with the girls take the bucket and sit it up out of reach. I lean over to flip the feed trough over, the calf decided that if the goats could use me for a trampoline so could he. Only he wieghs over 300 pounds and My body just cant take that Kind of wieght, so I feel like I got hit by a truck today. Oh and Im buying a hotshot!