Taffy was freed with my handy pair of scissors, which I keep in my pocket for such purposes and she looked at me indignantly as if to say, "Don't do that to me again." I kept a close on the rest of the goats for the remainder of the day, including Sarah, who did not attempt to jump the fence and get herself tangled in the netting, at least not today. Goats are such characters and so much fun. I can't wait to see the babies from these little ones. They are bred to an Angora buck, so the babies will have curly locks. Too cute.