I had thought OK, I will just use a grain bucket and all 39 goats and kids will follow me like the pied piper out the first gate, through the backyard and out to the second gate, this will be easy. At least that is the lie I told myself, but I think I really knew better. About half the does followed the grain bucket, some got distracted by the weeds in the backyard and scattered, 6 or 7 kids made a beeline to play on the fun blue hill in the backyard; which is actually some hay on a pallet that is covered with a tarp. The dairy doe went straight up on the milk-stand expecting her grain to be served there and some of the kids just stood in the old pasture yelling for their mothers; this isn't going at all like I planned.
So I dumped some grain in pails in the new pasture and went back to round up the rest of the does wandering around the backyard. A few of the does that had made it out to the new pasture followed me right back into the backyard because as we all know what little grain that was left in the bucket just HAD to be so much better than what I just fed them out of the same bucket. I finally got all the adults out to the new pasture and a few of the kids. Now to round up the rest of them. I caught some kids on the hay and set them over the fence, I herded some normally very tame kids that just decided at this moment they did not want to be caught back and forth past the gate half a dozen times before the light bulb finally went off in their little heads and they realized that, yes there was indeed a gate there to go through! Short of flashing lights and a welcome mat I don't know how I could have made the wide open gate anymore obvious.
The livestock guardian pups in training, who are still very young were not sure which goats to follow when they scattered, so they sat on their fat bottoms by the gate and watched all the commotion, with grinning, happy puppy faces. I imagine this was all great entertainment for them, but they eventually made it out the gate too. Now to go back and get the kids that were still standing in the old pasture wondering where everybody went. That went more smooth than I had thought it would; and by this time the grain was finished up and their mother's were looking for their kids, but all were reunited and happy and then they finally made their way out to the pasture to browse on all the green leaves and grass that is out there. Then I had to do it all over again when I put them back in the old pasture. Hopefully things will go a little more smooth tomorrow!