Last week the power company finally got around to making the permanent repairs on lines damaged during Katrina. The first thing they did was drop a pole over the fence into my goat pen. Two of my big bucks, Thibadeaux (with horns) and Eddie (no horns) decided to help. Especially Tibby, who was extremely offended that the power company wanted 'his' pole and had to be leashed most of the day. Eddie was just curious. Here are a couple of the pictures: The power crew said this was the first time they'd ever had to fight a goat for a power pole. You should have heard the conversation one of them had with a supervisor: Power guy: "We got problem. This goat won't let us have the pole". Supervisor: "It's a goat. Chase it off." Power guy: "This ain't a regular goat". Now Tibby's famous. He must have had about a dozen pictures taken that morning. Not a 'regular' goat indeed.