I’m having a really hard time with this one. He’s out, out, out, and we can’t figure it out. Well, we know. He’s pushing UNDER the fence. We keep fixing. And he keeps finding new places. And he puts himself back, too, whenever he wants. He goes back at night. And throughout the day. In and out. In and out. For awhile, I could easily get him back in by bringing a can of cracked corn. Now he won’t go in anymore. He won’t go in till he wants to. And I can’t make him go in. He’s stronger than me.
I have a free-ranging goat.